Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
how the fuck I felt

Birds for the
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money shit, money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
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, thats they told me
They giving us piss test, cause we rollin'
And know a nigga act better than a .45 pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna us down
They constantly us up
Thats why we're wild
Call me monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna my woman and eat my barbeque
How the fuck you gon' my house
But wanna live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan "how the fuck you better me?"
Rap I run that rock, and got a jump
Who we got wife, up in that house
I took a look and sell out
I was in the and didn't bail out
Hoping didn't fail out
Back to the top from the house
Nigga, 'em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, we know what do

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

Who out c'here fucking me, huh? tell me that
I'm bout to drop that shit, my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or me my mantle back
I you cockroaches, shoulda left me where I was at
You dun that fucking bed
You dun this fucking castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do nothing with this rascal"
Yeah nigga what the
Talking baby business,
Don't be fucking me
Cause you get off easy
I feel like Drew Brees
When they off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't it from bleeding
Rappers betta me 'lone
if they gon' keep on
Now keep on starving and I'mma keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and I'mma keep on
You gon be the one or be the one fleeing
You better keep on
no muthafucker trouble this evening

Birds for the
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money shit, cash 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

Uh, ain't it how shit be
That's why I it
I got the Tommy gun the drum
percussion
I just popped a pain pills, self destruction
I made out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I pistol whip ya bitch, her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no
Rep, that muthafucking red flag like a
Yeah, look, I told her I'm a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her ass up I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to to the car
My in a jar
I'm food, I let the haters add a little
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
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a couple
on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real from the start
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for with a nigga male