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Im a political
Thats how the I felt

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

Say Im better than
To the beat that I rap
Stay outta that cabinet
Yeah, thats what told me
Giving us test, cause we rollin
And know a nigga act than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
penalize 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 fuck my woman and eat my
How the f-ck you watch my house
But dont wanna on my street
The ape man taught how the f-ck you better than me?
Rap, I run that rock, and got a shot
Who we got black wife up in that White House
I took my lick and didnt out
I was in the bing, I bail out
motherfucker run and fail out
Back to the top from the house
Lace em up, tie ya
Catch a cut, you what pressure do

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

Who out f-cking with me, huh? Tell me that
Im to drop that shit, where my Pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda me where I was at
You done made f-cking bed
You done built this f-cking
Buckwheat and his friend
do nothing with this little rascal
I wonder licking
Yeah nigga what the
baby business, yeah
Yeah bitch, dumb
Dont be with me
Cause you get off easy
I feel like Drew Brees
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you stop from bleeding
Rappers betta me alone
If they gon keep on
Now keep on starving and gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and keep on skeeting
Nigga, you gon be the one or be the one fleeing
better keep on trucking
You want no fucking trouble this evening

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

[Lil
Uh, aint it crazy how be
why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the
percussion
I popped a couple pain pills, self destruction
I made out of nothing, thanks for nothin
I whip you pussies, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthaf-cking red like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her baby Im a
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 haters add a salt
Thats cool, I do it for all the that try
And all the bitches Ive f-cked, and all my niggas died

[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the
Head huntin, price on a tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

You scared of

If I was you I would be..