Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
how the fuck I felt

Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
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

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

Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
With big money shit, cash money
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
Head huntin', on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for with a nigga male

Who out c'here fucking me, huh? tell me that
I'm bout to drop that shit, where my at?
Try to answer that, or give me my back
I you cockroaches, shoulda left me where I was at
You dun made that bed
You dun built this fucking
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do nothing with this rascal"
nigga what the hell
Talking business, yeah
Don't be with me
Cause you get off easy
I feel just like Drew
they kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop it bleeding
Rappers betta me 'lone
if gon' keep on breathing
Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna on eating
And you keep on sucking, and keep on skeeting
You gon be the one bussing or be the one
You better keep on
Aint no muthafucker this evening

Birds for the
for the runners
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash money
High roller, caller, big boss
Original, nigga from 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 gun with the drum
That's
I just popped a pain pills, self destruction
I made out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I whip ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthafucking red 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 salt
cool, I do it for all the niggas 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 hundreds
on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash oilwell
roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga the start
huntin', price on a nigga tab
Hit 'em up, for playing with a male