Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Bird

[Lil'
Ugh! We dropped on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing)
album like a bird!

If you buy shit
Then you buy real shit!
And the D.A. and the judge get it
If they don't free C, bitch!
And when I shit, it's hot shit!
You know I ain
I only gave y'all the shit, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and cd
You bout a lil nigga!
You a girl, in thug world
You might wanna a lil nigga!

I don't really a fuck
About the and fame
I want the
So my daughter wouldn't to beg, no mane!
I'm in the studio, nigga!
Wit my pen and my pad
I run rhymes about my life
And how I'm my dad
Dedicated, to these hundreds
I get paid for my
Niggaz hate it, my name
what takin' these hoes!
Thirty-six zones, on the fuckin at the stores
Ya better get it goes! .....And

[Chorus: 4X]
Every album a bird....steady flippin!
Every album a bird!

Boosie]
My album was bout a 7 (It was aight)
But I me some shit
this world
About girls
And how I dog, my bitch!
My next was bootleg
Ain come to the stores
Cause a nigga it
And they sold it for the of some "O"!
Six months later, heard that "For My Thugs"
The cd that you niggaz and bitches tearin da club up! Huh!
Ain but raw rhymes
No shit, just hard times!
Nigga don't wanna hear bout
If he ain' got a quarter!
Ya me talkin'
But to see that ghetto D, that's shit!
I'm feelin' the power
Cause I get 5 G's, to be on stage, for a a hour!
Shit, I heard... (Don't say no names) ... holla!
I want 2 dollars
Not no million, you rider!

I got two 24,80's
They up!
With shit make you get kill
Or kill us!
I drop....huh!
Then I again!
And I get sicker every
I dat fuckin' pen! ...And

Every like a bird in a corner store
it real boy
Trill got the dope!
See grill, big bills, with a hoe
About an ounce of that dolja
We big blow!

beef, motherfucker?!
Ain no problem that!
I barely hit you in ya
Made it out ya back!
And while you put yo on hard
I be rippin tracks
And by the time it hit the
I'll be it back!
So niggaz playa hatin'
So I'm a gat
Pistol grippin', steady waiting on a to act!
That's how you livin' you on
And ya got that
And wake up with a new
I can get flat!

So fuck that, strapped
Give another what he deserve
And I'ma a bad bitch
Cause I'm flippin' birds!
Trill niggaz bout to it up
I know you (nervous)
Because them got dope in them birds!