Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed (Clean)

Yeah, yeah, happened, ayy

years later they still sleepin' on me

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

Huh it's M.A
You got on your mind then say that shit (say that shit)
We this is not a play pound
In other words we don't play that
M.A 'bout to drop, better that shit
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 on their job, had to lay 'em off
Her wasn't on her job, had to break her off
words for these hoes, take it off
Ouuu, drop panties, no hands please, she don't plan Bs
She pop' xannies, like it's candy, 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 joke that's why I'm never in a laughin'
got the trap clickin' like they some talbot shoes
Get or die, I had to chose
Get rich or die tryin', Curtis move
Bipolar, can't control her, keep it with me
Strike across my shoulder my mind is like a bag of screws

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

Flex, ooouuu heard the
In this motherfuckin' leave it third degrees
Cookin' crack up in that stew I serve the fiends
Hop in Maybach tell the driver umm, [?]
Rich and filthy still silky red rose certainly
and blue, that gray one too, just copped that 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, Hennessy, make sure it's perfect please
I'm countin' up, she 'How much?' I said infinity
If I'm gon' come for you they do not for me
'Cause I will pop this new Glock and take her virginity (grr)
Uh, big pimpin' Gs
What I look trickin' on a bitch, that ain't the shit for me
Keep my vicinity without abilities
All you haters suck my nuts and my dignity