Luyện nghe bài hát Original

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

for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money shit, cash money
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real nigga from the
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

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

for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money shit, money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real nigga from the
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing a nigga male

Who out fucking with me, huh? tell me that
I'm to drop that shit, where my pamper at?
Try to that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left me I was at
You dun made fucking bed
You dun built this fucking
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do nothing this little rascal"
nigga what the hell
Talking business, yeah
be fucking with me
Cause you get off easy
I feel just Drew Brees
When they kick off football
How I cut the ref, you can't stop it from
betta leave me 'lone
if they gon' keep on
Now keep on and I'mma gonna 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
Aint no muthafucker this evening

Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big shit, cash 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 male

Uh, ain't it how shit be
why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun the drum
That's
I just popped a couple pain pills, destruction
I something out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I pistol ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her baby I'm a her
We kissed, I lit her ass up I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I my queen
Duffle bag too to carry to the car
My in a jar
I'm food, I let the haters add a little
That's cool, I do it for all the that try
And all the bitches fucked, and all my niggas that died

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