Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed

Yeah, yeah, happened, ayy

Four years later they sleepin' on me
And I ain't get the strap 'cause I still keep it on me
crazy how I got a big dick without a dick, uh
It's Young M.A. don't ever let name come out yo' lips
I'm the big goon,
I send my goonies to your and
you can die inside your livin'
If gettin' mean you dumb then fuck it I been a fool
And I ain't just go and get the food I built the too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this
Little gay nigga hoes been on me since middle
Break up a bitch by next week I won't remember you
because I'm put it in don't mean I'm into you
Into foreign countries with a foreing chick, foreing
Foreign food, foreign shoes, just a of foreing shit
Niggas out and [?] you recordin' this
Put two hundred thousand on my balance for talkin' shit
Fuck it up on tour and shit, red done, importin' shit
It's funny how haters throwin' shots but ain't callin' it
Uh, clear the way make some please excuse
That's a nigga walkin' in

Huh M.A bitch
You got somethin' on your mind then say that shit (say shit)
We kingpins this is not a pound
In other words we don't that shit
M.A 'bout to drop, better play that
Hoes love me man, them niggas hate that
They be like ooouuu, I hate bitch
Ooouuu but they are broke, and ain't I rich

Ouuu, shake 'em off
Niggas wasn't on job, had to lay 'em off
Her nigga on her job, had to break her off
Three words for these hoes, it off
Ouuu, drop panties, no please, she don't need plan Bs
She pop' xannies, it's candy, that's why she antsy
But she nasty, and I'm a thorough bread nigga with an
It's Young M.A, sure that M.A is capital
Being broke is a that's why I'm never in a laughin' mood
Always got the trap clickin' like they some talbot
Get or die, I had to chose
Get or die tryin', Curtis Jackson move
Bipolar, can't control her, keep it true me
Strike across my shoulder cause my is like a bag of screws

Huh M.A bitch
You got on your mind then say that shit (say that shit)
We kingpins this is not a play
In other words we don't play shit
M.A 'bout to drop, better play that
Hoes love me man, them niggas that shit
They be like ooouuu, I hate bitch
but ain't they are broke, and ain't I rich

Flex, ooouuu heard the
In this motherfuckin' booth leave it degrees
Cookin' crack up in that stew I gotta the fiends
Hop in Maybach tell the driver umm, [?]
and filthy still rock silky red rose certainly
Black and blue, that gray one too, just that burgundy
I swear I try to chase my but it ain't work for me
Fuck a 'cause currently my mood is currency
And I'm, sippin' Hennessy, make sure it's please
I'm up, she said 'How much?' I said infinity
If I'm gon' for you they do not sent for me
'Cause I will pop this brand new Glock and take her (grr)
Uh, big spendin' Gs
What I look like trickin' on a bitch, ain't the shit for me
Keep being my without abilities
All you haters suck my nuts and suck my