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Im a refugee
how the f-ck I felt

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

Say Im better than
To the that I rap over
outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats what told me
Giving us test, we stay rollin
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber when they loading
They penalize us, tryna us down
They constantly us up
Thats why were buck
Call me monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna my woman and eat my barbecue
How the you wanna watch my house
But dont wanna live on my
The ape man taught how the f-ck you better than me?
Rap, I run that rock, and got a jump
Who we got that wife up in that White House
I my lick and didnt sell out
I was in the bing, I didnt out
Hoping motherfucker run and 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 hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money, cash oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

Who out chea with me, huh? Tell me that
Im bout to drop that shit, where my at?
Try to that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, left me where I was at
You done made that bed
You built this f-cking castle
and his friend Alfalfa
Couldnt do nothing with little rascal
I licking retarded
nigga what the hell
Talking business, yeah
bitch, dumb shit
Dont be with me
you wont get off easy
I feel just like Brees
When they kick off football
How I cut the ref, you cant from bleeding
Rappers leave me alone
If they gon on breathing
Now keep on and Imma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and Imma keep on
Nigga, you gon be the one or be the one fleeing
Nigga better on trucking
You dont no fucking trouble this evening

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

[Lil
Uh, aint it crazy how be
why I flush it
I got the gun with the drum
percussion
I popped a couple pain pills, self destruction
I something out of nothing, thanks for nothin
I whip you pussies, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no
Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like a
Yeah, look, I her baby Im a thrasher
We kissed, I lit her ass up than I her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my
Duffle bag too to carry to the car
My in a jar
Im food, I let the add a little salt
Thats cool, I do it for all the that try
And all the Ive f-cked, and all my niggas that died

[Birdman -
Birds for the
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money, cash oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin, price on a tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking

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