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, cash money
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real from the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for with a nigga male

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

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

Who out fucking with me, huh? tell me that
I'm bout to drop that shit, my pamper at?
Try to that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, left me where I was at
You dun that fucking bed
You dun this fucking castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do nothing with little rascal"
nigga what the hell
Talking baby business,
Don't be with me
Cause you wont get off
I just like Drew Brees
When kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop it bleeding
betta leave me 'lone
if they gon' on breathing
Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna keep on
And you on sucking, and I'mma keep on skeeting
You gon be the one bussing or be the one
You better keep on
no muthafucker trouble this evening

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

Uh, it crazy how shit be
why I flush it
I got the gun with the drum
That's
I just popped a pain pills, self destruction
I made something out of nothing, for nothing
I pistol whip ya bitch, her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthafucking red like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her I'm a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her ass up I ashed her
No feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen
bag too heavy 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 I've fucked, and all my that died

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