Luyện nghe bài hát Original

I'm a political
That's how the I felt

for the summer
Hummers for the
on the paint
9 for the
Throw a couple
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 playing with a male

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

for the summer
Hummers for the
Candy on the
9 for the
Throw a couple
Fishing on a
With big shit, cash 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 male

Who out c'here fucking with me, huh? me that
I'm bout to drop that shit, my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle
I bury you cockroaches, left me where I was at
You dun made fucking bed
You dun built fucking castle
and Alfalfa cant do nothing with this little rascal"
Yeah nigga what the
Talking business, yeah
Don't be fucking me
you wont get off easy
I feel just like Brees
they kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can't stop it from
Rappers leave me 'lone
if they keep on breathing
Now on starving and I'mma gonna keep on eating
And you on sucking, and I'mma keep on skeeting
You gon be the one or be the one fleeing
You keep on trucking
Aint no muthafucker this evening

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

Uh, it crazy how shit be
That's why I it
I got the gun with the drum
That's
I just popped a couple pain pills, self
I made something out of nothing, for nothing
I whip ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that red flag 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
Duffle bag too heavy to 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 niggas try
And all the bitches I've fucked, and all my niggas died

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