Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
how the f-ck I felt
[Birdman -
Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
big money, Cash Money oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, real from the start
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a male

Say I'm better than
To the beat I rap over
Stay that medicine cabinet
Yeah, what they told me
Giving us tests, cause we stay rollin'
And a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us
constantly f-cking us up
That's why we're wild
me porch monkey, call me jigaboo
When you you wanna f-ck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the f-ck you gon' my house
But don't wanna on my street
The ape man told Tarzan "how the f-ck you better me?"
Rap I run that rock, and got a jump
Who we got that wife, up in that white house
I took a and didn't sell out
I was in the ? and didn't out
Hoping the, fail out
Back to the top from the jail
'em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, what pressure do
[Birdman -
for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
With big money, 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

Who out c'here f-cking with me, huh? tell me
I'm bout to drop sh-t, where 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 f-cking bed
You dun built this castle
? Yeah nigga the hell
Talking baby business,
Don't be with me
you wont get off easy
I feel just like Drew
When they kick off season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop me from
Rappers leave me 'lone
If they gon' on breathing
Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna on eating
And you keep on sucking, and I'mma keep on
You be the one bussing or be the one fleeing
You better on trucking
Ain't nobody wanna f-ck with me evening
[Birdman -
Birds for the
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 nigga from the
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a f-cking
[Lil
Uh, ain't it how shit be
why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the
percussion
I just popped a couple pills, self destruction
I something out of nothing, thanks for nothin'
I pistol whip ya bitch, knock her out
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no
Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like a
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 shuffle my
Duffle bag too 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
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money, cash oilwell
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, nigga from the start
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a f-cking