Luyện nghe bài hát Thirsty

"Boarding completed I'd like to you aboard flight number F2B3
Our scheduled flying time will be four hours and minutes
And we will be cruising at an altitude of thirty-three-thousand
At this time we like to acquaint you with some of the features
Relax and normally"
Uh, down like I'm uphill
Hogging lanes better than a bus will
She tell me that my head than a bus wheel
But it don't matter cause she still let me fuck still
I mix a little bit of Kendrick with some L.A.
step out like Chicago in its finest era
You niggas for attention, doing extra-extra
Downgrading yourself, you get an F for
Ha-ha, I let the know
I chose to to myself and let the world go
And if you don't like a nigga, then let your girl
So she can be curious on Twitter me up
I'm laid back with a bad one, you ain't had one
Ass so fat that it over the Aston
Speeding on the 1-0-5 till the badge come
Hello to my wittiness, I'm grandson
And I'm a
Ever an understudy man I've always been a trip
Mama tell me that she me but she know her son a trip
Baby open up your ears, you ain't it like this
drop the beat,
I lock the flow
Now all the way to the moon we to go now
I got enough of the mojo to go
So your bags and tell him you going out of town
Cause I'm a
on another runway, fly with me
Or die tryna fly, a shot-down
Shout out to Black Hippy, we on
Like we never off, straight shots of Patron
I'm give y'all the business to give y'all some
Pussy ain't shit, I can give y'all bitches
Clean off her sports bra, she off my dishes
wear off the Kangols
hood rats, I hate
And she what this is
hey lil'
Seen your ass around the way lil' mama
But why you always in face lil' mama?
yourself, get off the stage (Lil Mama)
Nigga, I gotta be that
If I ain't, I gotta be that
of Paula's oldest son, pay homage
Or pay attention, your eyes and hear knowledge
me that, gi-gi-give me that
That's how I get at 'em when I look at a shoe
Penny for thoughts, start at a few racks
So I can live on a hill just off a few
I to live in a space that none of y'all can visit
might be outer space, the Jupiter district
I quadruple my
If you don't see it then you're dead your eyes open
I've seen bullets hit the wheel, left his ride
On some shit
Somebody that'll ride or die, a Compton bitch
You see my is the city of Lamar
It'll take twenty years 'fore a nigga see all
The swap meet dumping, the pumping
The tree for the low, don't you know, Paul
I'm on nine, I can see rain coming
So if I'm out my mind, don't say nothing
"How was flight Mr. Lamar?
Good, hope to see you time"