Luyện nghe bài hát He's a Bird, He's a Plane

First (spm):

The dopehouse, got it snowin' in the
Drug runner, fuck the "i'ma wanna"
Fast learner, attack like
My next big called "hubba, hubba, hubba"
I smoke her I love her
a danny glover
Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody mother
From the gutter diggin' in your can
Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last
I up off the cut, buyin' 'lacs and trophy trucks
The only I sell is submersible products
My all-white chucks a man into dust
You wanna the devil, ha? you in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack
Got the rap game shinin' up my
Make your ears ring when I like a scorpion
Pronounce him by four p.m.
me los kevorkian

(ayana m.):

Some do it for the and fame
He just don't wanna sell no 'cane
Now his flow is a thing
S-p-m, a bird, he's a plane

(2x)

verse (spm):

In hillwood, we didn't have choices
I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear
The coys is a family who have much
Except the love of a single mother's
The lust of money, had me slangin' cane and
I was first on the block, and to leave
Feel the as it falls on this, tricky game
Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, liquid dran...
Lift my name against my pain is
To entertain, a simple thing in every city like...
Shit's the
Born loser, cruiser
I opened up a store for the common drug
eggs, come from one chicken
Some of you livin', fuckin' with the unforgiven
I'm wishin' I could hug dead or in prison
They go to jail or hell just it's free admission
Man!

Third (spm):

Five on the dot I hit the crack spot
slab rocks in a little matchbox
Hoe ass cops hit the cut seven
Got a fiend on the pipe, and him for resin
Fuckin' pigs want me so bad, can taste it
But you bitches have to settle for a basehead
'cause I don't slip, broke quicker than a
Wrap a platinum hit, make the captain sick
Backstreet legends, the feel my prescence
I'm the first man to touch it the dope gets to texas
You can keep the 'cause I bought two benzes
On the I broke you off with one sentence
Stay aware for out there, I smell hate all in the air
They asked me my race was, I told them it was player
A very breed, almost extinct
The way I walk, the way I think,
The I wear, the shit I drink,
The way I stink, I smell fruity hydroponic
When haters see my car, turn around and vomit
I'm loco, fuck any player hatin'
You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no tan poco