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Im a political
Thats how the f-ck I

[Birdman -
Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, Money oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin, on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

Say Im than Beethoven
To the beat that I rap
Stay outta that medicine
Yeah, what they told me
us test, cause we stay rollin
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when loading
They us, tryna slow us down
They f-cking us up
why were buck wild
Call me monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna my woman and eat my barbecue
How the f-ck you wanna my house
But dont wanna live on my
The ape man Tarzan how the f-ck you better than me?
Rap, I run that rock, and got a shot
Who we got that black wife up in that White
I took my lick and sell out
I was in the bing, I bail out
Hoping run and fail out
Back to the top the jail house
em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, you know what do

- Chorus]
Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
With big money, cash oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin, on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking

Who out chea with me, huh? Tell me that
Im bout to that shit, where my Pamper at?
Try to answer that, or me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda me where I was at
You made that f-cking bed
You built this f-cking castle
Buckwheat and his friend
Couldnt do with this little rascal
I wonder retarded
Yeah nigga what the
Talking business, yeah
Yeah bitch, shit
Dont be with me
Cause you get off easy
I just like Drew Brees
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you cant stop from
Rappers betta me alone
If they gon keep on
Now keep on starving and Imma keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and Imma keep on
Nigga, you gon be the one bussing or be the one
better keep on trucking
You dont want no fucking this evening

[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash money
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real from the start
Head huntin, on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for with a f-cking male

Wayne]
Uh, aint it crazy how be
Thats why I it
I got the gun with the drum
percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, self
I made out of nothing, thanks for nothin
I pistol whip you pussies, her out Robitussin
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her Im a thrasher
We kissed, I lit her ass up I ashed her
No feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to to the car
My in a jar
Im food, I let the add a little salt
cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the bitches Ive f-cked, and all my niggas that

[Birdman -
Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash money
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin, on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

You scared of

If I was you I be.. uhuh