Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Blood

It no mistakin'
Rappers out now be
I it was a {...}
Then why the he shakin'?
This nigga
Oh, I thought he was
Back-bone to the bitch-bone, yeah!

That's why he be
Fumblin', not
I he spoke German
His be stutterin'
So what's the
Yo, I had a
up the patient?
Yeah, the operation!

(Chorus):
"Stick to the script, it like we wrote it
Don't switch the pitch, you can quote it
We sense nonsense, ... dilute it.
Bitch blood pumpin' through your and we knew it (watch out now)"
x2

What? Look at you, gettin' all your feelings, think of a way to downplay anything I say
You a bitch, acting like you ain't a bitch, hoping never be exposed for being a bitch
Soon as you find yourself in the company of individuals who, for the most part, got they shit
You start talking about cool shit that other do, then stuck yourself in they shoes like we gonna think it was you.
But you're not that clever. (Stupid) You can't slip past our radar, not even in stealth mode, 'cos once you cross the you zapped with a barcode. so no we all know and you can never go incognito.
your ID reveals your past and untold truths, you're a bitch-blood carrier, you're not contagious but nobody wants to be around you.

(Chorus)

Now you done fucked up, bro let me tell you, y'all on some bullshit, that's why fell through. Reneging on contracts, got kinda yeisty, saw dollar signs 'cos I was on MTV.
Talking that dumb shit, you want half for publishing? Bitch work for hire, now you gets nothing. Tracks wasn't that good, ... album's done anyway. Fuck around, need you just old management: told Ming go solo? You fucked your own self, that was a no-no, go 'head with that bullshit, your touch ain't platinum, you had us and Daewon, tell me: what happened?

Industry sources said that your label dip came from the Spooks. Oh, that's the playing field? Nigga, you bitch, thought it was all sweet? Save all that rap and see you on a dark street.

(Chorus)

{...}
You hold the light
out the heart, yo!
Divulge the big
Go get the
You got the bowl
Bitch blood and, oh...!
We your soul.

No courage!
Thick
Y'all as porridge.
Disbarred, mentally fradulent, you it hard!
{...}
Chop a nigga lifeline short, you too long!

(Chorus)

(Some lyrics missing, all help appreciated. I know at least some of them are contained in the booklet for S.I.O.S.O.S Volume 1, but I don't it to hand).