Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

Why, oh why you swoop through the hood
Like everybody from the hood is up to no
You all the girls around here are trickin'
Up there lookin' Superchicken

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

see if they would follow
Me, hit a fence, hit a and another
Met me a pitbull and his mother
Ran up in some people's house and out of the window

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

Just put his hat, he combed his hair and put his hat back on
acting nonchalant up there 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 Bird's on his way and I wanna see him
Could you please give me the to the B.M.?
See, I didn't to gank you
But make me bank you, thank you

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

I bust me a from Rubellon
Parked the 735 and I'm
Went to my home girl's and got a hug man
She me run like Harriet Tubman

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

All that night, I the bird circle
I was eating fish and watching Urkel
She said I sleep on the couch
By two a.m. I was her out, fuck the ghetto bird

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

Motherfuck you and your punk-ass bird