Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

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

At night I see your through my bedroom window
But I ain't got shit but the pad and
I can't wait I hear you say, "I'm going down, mayday, mayday"
I'm gonna clown 'cause every that 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 with the rocket
So fly like an but don't follow us wherever we go
The that I'm saying, make sure it's heard
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass bird

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

Now, my homies here to lick on a trick for a
And let me try the four
Now the four I was is hotter than July
Looked up and didn't see it in the sky

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

South Central, Compton and
Long Beach, bust a U, come the cops
Wish I had a genie with about three
Metal flake green on D's, I 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 on El Segundo
Wanted to holla, had to the Impala

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

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

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

Officer Bird's on his way and I wanna see him
you please give me the keys to the B.M.?
See, I didn't want to you
But make me bank you, thank you

Tried to get to the hood, and you guess
That a fool 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 girl's house 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 from the hit me in the face
I the blinds 'cause I didn't wanna catch a case

All that night, I the bird circle
I was eating fish and watching Urkel
She said I could 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 get my maps out here
And figure out service street he suddenly turned off on
The sheriffs are, are, well I know that sheriffs units got thrown off

Motherfuck you and your punk-ass bird