Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a refugee
how the fuck I felt

Birds for the
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a couple
on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash money
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

Niggas say I'm better Beethoven
To the beat that I rap
Stay outta medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats what told me
They giving us test, cause we stay rollin'
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they
They us, tryna slow us down
They constantly us up
Thats why we're buck
Call me porch monkey, me jigaboo
When you know you fuck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the you gon' watch my house
But wanna live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan "how the you better than me?"
Rap I run that rock, and got a shot
Who we got wife, up in white house
I a look and didn't sell out
I was in the building and didn't out
Hoping muthafucker fail out
Back to the top from the jail
Nigga, lace 'em up, tie ya
Catch a cut, we know what do

for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash money
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

Who out c'here fucking me, huh? tell me that
I'm to drop that shit, where my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my back
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left me I was at
You dun made that bed
You dun built this castle
and Alfalfa cant do nothing with this little rascal"
Yeah what the hell
baby business, yeah
Don't be with me
you wont get off easy
I feel just Drew Brees
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't it from bleeding
Rappers betta me 'lone
if they keep on breathing
Now on starving and I'mma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and I'mma keep on
You gon be the one bussing or be the one
You keep on trucking
Aint no trouble this evening

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

Uh, it crazy how shit be
why I flush it
I got the gun with the drum
That's
I just popped a couple pain pills, self
I made something out of nothing, for nothing
I pistol ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthafucking red flag like a
Yeah, look, I her baby I'm a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her ass up I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my
bag too heavy to carry to the car
My in a jar
I'm food, I let the add a little salt
That's cool, I do it for all the that try
And all the bitches I've fucked, and all my niggas that

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