Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
That's how the fuck I

Birds for the
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money shit, money oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a male

Niggas say I'm better Beethoven
To the that I rap over
Stay that medicine cabinet
Yeah, what they told me
They us piss test, cause we stay rollin'
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us
constantly fucking us up
Thats why we're wild
Call me monkey, call me jigaboo
you know you wanna fuck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the fuck you watch my house
But wanna live on my street
The ape man Tarzan "how the fuck you better than me?"
Rap I run that rock, and got a jump
Who we got wife, up in that house
I took a look and didn't out
I was in the and didn't bail out
Hoping muthafucker fail out
Back to the top from the house
Nigga, 'em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, we what pressure do

Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
on a fishtail
With big shit, cash money oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

Who out c'here fucking with me, tell me that
I'm to drop 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 dun that fucking bed
You dun built this castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do with this little rascal"
Yeah nigga the hell
Talking business, yeah
Don't be with me
you wont get off easy
I feel just like Drew
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop it bleeding
Rappers betta me 'lone
if they keep on breathing
Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna keep on
And you keep on sucking, and keep on skeeting
You gon be the one bussing or be the one
You better keep on
Aint no muthafucker trouble evening

for the summer
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
With big money shit, money oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

Uh, ain't it crazy how be
why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun the drum
percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, self
I made something out of nothing, thanks for
I pistol whip ya bitch, knock her out
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her I'm a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her ass up then I her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my
Duffle bag too heavy to to the car
My in a jar
I'm food, I let the haters add a salt
cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the I've fucked, and all my niggas that died

Birds for the
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big shit, cash money oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for with a nigga male