Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a refugee
That's how the I felt
[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, Money oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real from the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a f-cking

Say I'm better than
To the beat that I rap
outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah, what they told me
Giving us piss tests, we stay rollin'
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us
They constantly us up
That's why we're wild
Call me porch monkey, call me
When you you wanna f-ck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the f-ck you gon' my house
But don't live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan "how the f-ck you better me?"
Rap I run that rock, and got a shot
Who we got that black wife, up in white house
I took a and didn't sell out
I was in the ? and bail out
Hoping the, didn't out
Back to the top from the jail
Lace 'em up, tie ya
Catch a cut, what pressure do
[Birdman -
Birds for the
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash money
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real from the start
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a male

Who out c'here f-cking me, huh? tell me that
I'm to drop that sh-t, where my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my back
I bury you cockroaches, left me where I was at
You dun made f-cking bed
You dun built this castle
? Yeah what the hell
baby business, yeah
Don't be with me
Cause you get off easy
I feel just Drew Brees
When they kick off season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop me from
betta leave me 'lone
If they gon' keep on
Now on starving and I'mma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and keep on skeetin
You gon' be the one bussing or be the one
You better on trucking
Ain't nobody wanna with me this evening
[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real nigga from the
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a f-cking
[Lil
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 something out of nothing, thanks for nothin'
I pistol ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, everybody, no discussion
Rep, that red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I her baby I'm a thrasher
We kissed, I lit her ass up than I her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I my queen
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 niggas try
And all the bitches I've f-cked, and all my niggas that

[Birdman -
Birds for the
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash money
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing a f-cking male