Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

Why, oh why must you swoop through the
Like everybody the hood is up to no good
You think all the around here are trickin'
Up lookin' like Superchicken

At night I see your light my bedroom window
But I got shit but the pad and pencil
I can't wait till I hear you say, "I'm down, mayday, mayday"
I'm gonna clown 'cause every time the pigs have got me

Y'all rub it in with the flying military force
But we don't want you, standin' on my roof the rocket launcher
So fly like an but don't follow us wherever we go
The that I'm saying, make sure it's heard
you and your punk-ass ghetto bird

Run, run, run from the bird
Run, run, run from the bird

Now, my homies here to lick on a trick for a
And let me try the four
Now the four I was driving is hotter than
Looked up and see it whippin' in the sky

Saw a with numbers on the bottom
all cars, I think we've got 'em
I hit the gas and I mashed past
I I drove through every single hood

South Central, Compton and
Beach, bust a U, here come the cops
Wish I had a genie with three wishes
Metal flake on D's, I look suspicious

You that I'm running, shit, I hear it humming
Fuck, I see it coming, is it a Yup, is it a plane? No
I hit me a right on El
Wanted to holla, had to ditch the

Let's see if they would
Me, hit a fence, hit a fence and
Met me a baby pitbull and his
Ran up in some people's and looked out of the window

I wish it was my
Had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the
I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird

Just put his hat, he combed his hair and put his hat back on
He's acting nonchalant up in that cockpit, going 115 miles an hour
With the police chasing him, they're not gonna be happy
When they up with him, no matter what, but the
They hate, they hate a bigmouth worse

Officer on his way and I don't wanna see him
Could you please give me the to the B.M.?
See, I want to gank you
But don't me bank you, thank you

to get to the hood, and you might guess
That a fool like me woulda shot
Incognito, Ghetto
Saying, "Fuck, did he go?"

I bust me a left from
the 735 and I'm bailin'
Went to my home girl's and got a hug man
She helped me run Harriet Tubman

Looked out the by the black bed
I saw the pigs and the on a flatbed
the light from the bird hit me in the face
I close the blinds I didn't wanna catch a case

All that night, I heard the bird
While I was eating fish and watching
She said I could on the couch
By two a.m. I was digging her out, the ghetto bird

way is he going now?
Okay, now, now he's, he's actually Southbound on a street
And, Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my out here
And figure out which service street he turned off on
The sheriffs are, are, well I know sheriffs ground units got thrown off

Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird