Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed (Clean)

Yeah, yeah, happened, ayy

Four years later they still on me

And I ain't gotta get the strap I still keep it on me
crazy how I got a big dick without a dick, uh
It's M.A. don't ever let that 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' money 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 pussy than do this interview
Little gay nigga hoes been on me since school
Break up with a bitch by next week I won't you
Just because I'm put it in mean I'm into you
Into foreign with a foreing chick, foreing whip
Foreign food, foreign shoes, a bunch of foreing shit
Niggas wildin' out and [?] you this
Put two hundred on my balance just 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 room excuse
That's a real nigga in

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

Ouuu, shake 'em off
wasn't on their job, had to lay 'em off
Her nigga on her job, had to break her off
Three for these hoes, take it off
Ouuu, drop panties, no hands please, she need plan Bs
She pop' xannies, like candy, that's why she antsy
But she nasty, and I'm a thorough bread with an attitude
Young M.A, make 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 shoes
Get or die, I had to chose
Get rich or die tryin', Curtis Jackson
Bipolar, control her, keep it true with me
across my shoulder cause my mind is like a bag of screws

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

Flex, ooouuu heard the
In this motherfuckin' booth leave it degrees
Cookin' crack up in stew I gotta serve the fiends
Hop in Maybach tell the driver umm, [?]
Rich and filthy still rock silky red rose
Black and blue, that gray one too, just copped burgundy
I swear I try to chase my ways but it ain't for me
Fuck a bitch 'cause currently my is currency
And I'm, sippin' Hennessy, make it's perfect please
I'm up, she said 'How much?' I said infinity
If I'm come 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 like trickin' on a bitch, that ain't the shit for me
Keep being my without abilities
All you suck my nuts and suck my dignity