Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
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
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real from the start
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a male

Niggas say I'm better Beethoven
To the beat I rap over
Stay that medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats they told me
They giving us piss test, we stay rollin'
And know a act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna us down
They constantly us up
why we're buck wild
Call me monkey, call me jigaboo
you know you wanna fuck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the you gon' 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 white
I took a look and didn't out
I was in the and didn't bail out
Hoping muthafucker fail out
to the top from the jail house
Nigga, lace 'em up, tie ya
Catch a cut, we know pressure do

Birds for the
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money shit, 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 nigga

Who out c'here fucking with me, huh? tell me
I'm bout to drop that shit, where my at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left me I was at
You dun that fucking bed
You dun built this castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do with this little rascal"
Yeah what the hell
Talking baby business,
Don't be with me
you wont get off easy
I feel just Drew Brees
When they off football season
How I cut the ref, you stop it from bleeding
Rappers betta leave me
if they gon' on breathing
Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna keep on
And you keep on sucking, and I'mma on skeeting
You gon be the one or be the one fleeing
You keep on trucking
no muthafucker trouble this evening

Birds for the
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a
With big money shit, money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big
Original, real nigga the start
Head huntin', price on a tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga

Uh, ain't it crazy how be
That's why I it
I got the Tommy gun with the
That's
I just popped a couple pain pills, self
I something out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I pistol whip ya bitch, her out Robitussin
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthafucking red like a Russian
Yeah, look, I her baby I'm a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her ass up then 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
cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the I've fucked, and all my niggas that died

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