Luyện nghe bài hát Thirsty

"Boarding completed I'd to welcome you aboard flight number F2B3
Our scheduled flying time will be four and twenty minutes
And we will be cruising at an altitude of thirty-three-thousand
At this time we would like to acquaint you some of the features
and breathe normally"
Uh, coming like I'm uphill
Hogging both lanes than a bus will
She me that my head bigger than a bus wheel
But it don't matter cause she gon' let me fuck still
I mix a little bit of Kendrick with L.A. weather
step out like Chicago in its finest era
You niggas for attention, doing extra-extra
yourself, you get an F for effort
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 know
So she can be on Twitter looking me up
I'm laid back with a bad one, you never 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 Cadillac's
And I'm a
Ever an understudy man I've always been a trip
Mama me that she love me but she know her son a trip
Baby open up ears, you ain't heard it like this
Sounwave the beat,
I the flow down
Now all the way to the moon we to go now
I got of the mojo to go around
So pack bags and tell him you going out of town
I'm a trip
Landing on runway, fly with me
Or die tryna fly, a Frisbee
Shout out to Hippy, nigga we on
Like we never off, straight shots of Patron
I'm give y'all the business to give some business
Pussy shit, I can give y'all some bitches
Clean off her bra, she clean off my dishes
wear off the Kangols
hood rats, I those
And she know this is
hey mama
Seen your ass around the way lil' mama
But why you always in somebody lil' mama?
yourself, get off the stage (Lil Mama)
Nigga, I gotta be nigga
If I ain't, I gotta be that
Curtesy of Paula's 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 rack
Penny for thoughts, mine start at a few
So I can on a hill just off a few raps
I want to live in a space 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 with your eyes
I've seen bullets hit the wheel, left his smoking
On some Compton
Somebody that'll ride or die, that's a Compton
You see my city is the city of
It'll take twenty years 'fore a nigga see all
The swap meet dumping, the sawed-off
The tree for the low, you know, Paul Bunyan
I'm on nine, I can see rain coming
So if I'm out my mind, don't say nothing
"How was your Mr. Lamar?
Good, hope to see you time"