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Im a political
how the f-ck I felt

[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
Fishing on a
big money, Cash Money oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

Say Im than Beethoven
To the beat 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 pistol when they loading
penalize us, tryna slow us down
They f-cking us up
Thats why were buck
Call me porch monkey, me jigaboo
When you know you wanna my woman and eat my barbecue
How the f-ck you watch my house
But dont live on my street
The ape man taught Tarzan how the f-ck you 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 didnt out
Hoping run and fail out
Back to the top the jail house
em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, you know pressure do

[Birdman -
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 from the start
huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a male

Who out f-cking 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, left me where I was at
You done made f-cking bed
You built this f-cking castle
Buckwheat and his Alfalfa
do nothing with this little rascal
I licking retarded
Yeah what the hell
baby business, yeah
Yeah bitch, shit
Dont be f-cking me
you wont get off easy
I feel like Drew Brees
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you cant from bleeding
Rappers leave me alone
If they gon on breathing
Now on starving and Imma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and Imma on skeeting
Nigga, you gon be the one or be the one fleeing
Nigga keep on trucking
You dont want no fucking this evening

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

Wayne]
Uh, it crazy how shit be
Thats why I it
I got the Tommy gun with the
percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, destruction
I made something out of nothing, thanks for
I whip you pussies, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, everybody, no discussion
Rep, muthaf-cking 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
Thats cool, I do it for all the niggas try
And all the bitches Ive f-cked, and all my that died

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

You scared of

If I was you I be.. uhuh