🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Bird Flu - M.I.A

 Big on the 
 What's the point of  me down?
 Everybody knows
 I'm already good on  ground
 
 Most  us stay strong
 Shit  really bound us
 Then I go  my own
 Making bombs with  bands
 
 I have my heart 
 So I  a man for romance
 Streets are  em hard
 So they selfish  roamers
  girl to girl
 Make  meat like burgers
 When  get fat
 I'll  me out some leaders
 
 A  to be a Rocawear model?
 It didn't  drop that way
 My legs hit the 
 
 A  to be a rocker on a label?
  didn't really drop that way
 my beats  too evil
 
 But I put away paper  later so I'm stable
 A better  better come
  I could get cable
 Ghetto  food drops
 stored up  my stable
 cook em up  pop em down
 Eat em off  table
 
 The village got on  phone
 Said the street  comin' to town
  wanna check my papers
 See what I carry 
 Credentials  boring
 I  them at the burial ground
  order me about
 I'm  outlaw from the badland
 
 Put away shots  later
 So  stable
  in trees chew on feet
 Watch lost on 
 Bird flu gonna get 
 Made it in  stable
 From the crap  drop
 On my crop  they pay you.