Album Name

Original

Artist

Mystikal

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2011.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Original (Feat. Birdman & Lil Wayne) (Explicit Ver.) - My..
Im a political refugee
Thats how the fuck I felt
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit
cash money oilwell
High roller shot caller big boss
Original real nigga
from the start
Head huntin’
price on a nigga tab
Hit ‘em up for playing
with a nigga male
Niggas say I’m better
than Beethoven
To the beat that I rap over
Stay outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah thats what they told me
They giving us piss test
cause we stay rollin’
And know a nigga act
better than a 45
caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us
tryna slow us down
They constantly fucking us up
Thats why we’re buck wild
Call me porch monkey
call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna fuck
my woman and eat my barbeque
How the fuck you gon’ watch
my house
But don’t wanna live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan
how the fuck you better than me
Rap I run that rock
and got a jump shot
Who we got wife
up in that white house
I took a look and didn’t sell out
I was in the building and
didn’t bail out
Hoping muthafucker
didn’t fail out
Back to the top from
the jail house
Nigga lace ‘em up tie ya shoe
Catch a cut we know what
pressure do
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit
cash money oilwell
High roller shot caller big boss
Original real nigga
from the start
Head huntin’
price on a nigga tab
Hit ‘em up for playing
with a nigga male
Who out c’here fucking with me
huh tell me that
I’m bout to drop that shit
where my pamper at
Try to answer that
or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches
shoulda left me where I was at
You dun made that fucking bed
You dun built this fucking castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do
nothing with this little rascal
Yeah nigga what the hell
Talking baby business yeah
Don’t be fucking with me
Cause you wont get off easy
I feel just like Drew Brees
When they kick off football season
How I cut the ref
you can’t stop it from bleeding
Rappers betta leave me
lone if they gon’ keep on
breathing
Now keep on starving and
I’mma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking and
I’mma keep on skeeting
You gon be the one bussing or be
the one fleeing
You better keep on trucking
Aint no muthafucker
trouble this evening
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit
cash money oilwell
High roller shot caller big boss
Original real nigga
from the start
Head huntin’
price on a nigga tab
Hit ‘em up for playing
with a nigga male
Uh aint it crazy how shit be
Thats why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the drum
Thats percussion
I just popped a couple pain
pills self destruction
I made something out of nothing
thanks for nothing
I pistol whip ya bitch
knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house
killed everybody no discussion
Rep that muthafucking red flag
like a Russian
Yeah look I told her baby
I’m a thrash her
We kissed I lit her ass up then
I ashed her
No hard feelings no car
dealing but I shuffle my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to
carry to the car
My Mary in a jar
I’m food I let the haters add
a little salt
Thats cool I do it for all the
niggas that try
And all the bitches I’ve fucked
and all my niggas that died
Tunechi
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit
cash money oilwell
High roller shot caller big boss
Original real nigga
from the start
Head huntin’
price on a nigga tab
Hit ‘em up for playing
with a nigga male