Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Flu

Big on the underground, what's the of knocking me down?
Everyone knows I'm already good on the
Most of us stay strong, shit really bound us
I can go on my own making bombs rubber bands

Have my dance, I'ma need a man for romance
Streets are making 'em hard, so they selfish little
girl to girl, make us meat like burgers
When I get fat I'm gon' pop me out leaders

to be a Rocawear model
It didn't really drop way, my legs hit the hurdle
Protocol to be a rocker on a
It really drop that way, my beats were too evil

Now I got a little for later so I'm stable
Better something, better come, I could get
Ghetto pops, food drops, them in my stable
Pop 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off my

Village got on the phone, the street is coming to town
They wanna check my papers, see what I around
Credentials are boring, I burnt them at the ground
They order me about I'm an outlaw the badlands

Put away for later, so I'm stable
in trees, chew on feet, watch 'Lost' on cable
Bird flu get you, made it in my stable
From the crap you on my crop when they pay you