Luyện nghe bài hát Thirsty

"Boarding completed I'd like to welcome you flight number F2B3
Our scheduled flying time will be four hours and twenty
And we be cruising at an altitude of thirty-three-thousand feet
At this time we would like to acquaint you with of the features
Relax and normally"
Uh, coming like I'm uphill
Hogging both lanes better a bus will
She me that my head bigger than a bus wheel
But it don't matter cause she still gon' let me still
I mix a bit of Kendrick with some L.A. weather
Then step out like in its finest era
You niggas begging for attention, 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 a nigga, then let your girl know
So she can be curious on looking me up
I'm laid back with a bad one, you never had one
Ass so fat that it tipped the Aston
Speeding on the 1-0-5 till the badge come
Hello to my wittiness, I'm grandson
And I'm a
Ever since an understudy man I've always a trip
Mama tell me that she love me but she know her son a
Baby open up your ears, you heard it like this
Sounwave the beat,
I the flow down
Now all the way to the moon we to go now
I got enough of the to go around
So pack your bags and him you going out of town
Cause I'm a
Landing on another runway, fly me
Or die fly, a shot-down Frisbee
Shout out to Hippy, nigga we on
Like we never off, straight shots of Patron
I'm give y'all the to give y'all some business
ain't shit, I can give y'all some bitches
Clean off her sports bra, she clean off my
Then off the Kangols
hood rats, I hate
And she know what is
hey mama
your pretty 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 that
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 I look at a shoe rack
Penny for thoughts, mine at a few racks
So I can live on a hill just off a few
I want to in a space that none of y'all can visit
That might be outer space, the district
I my vision
If you don't see it then you're with your eyes open
I've seen hit the wheel, left his ride smoking
On some shit
Somebody that'll ride or die, that's a Compton
You see my is the city of Lamar
take twenty years 'fore a nigga see them 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, people say nothing
"How was your flight Mr.
Good, to see you next time"