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 'cause I keep it on me
It's crazy how I got a big without a dick, uh
Young 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 your livin' room
If gettin' money mean you then fuck it I been a fool
And I just go and get the food I built the kitchen too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this
Little gay hoes been on me since middle school
Break up with a bitch by next week I remember you
Just because I'm put it in don't mean I'm you
Into foreign countries a foreing chick, foreing whip
food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreing shit
Niggas wildin' out and [?] you 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 shots but they 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 then say that shit (say that shit)
We kingpins is not a play pound
In other words we don't play shit
M.A 'bout to drop, better that shit
Hoes love me man, them hate that shit
They be ooouuu, I hate that bitch
but ain't they are broke, and ain't I rich

Ouuu, ouuu 'em off
Niggas wasn't on 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 nigga with an attitude
Young M.A, make sure that M.A is capital
Being is a joke that's why I'm never in a laughin' mood
Always got the trap clickin' they some talbot shoes
Get or die, I had to chose
Get rich or die tryin', Curtis move
Bipolar, can't control her, it true with me
Strike across my shoulder cause my is like a bag of screws

Huh M.A bitch
You got somethin' on your mind then say that (say that shit)
We this is not a play pound
In words we don't play that shit
M.A 'bout to drop, better play that
Hoes love me man, niggas hate that shit
be like ooouuu, I hate that bitch
Ooouuu but ain't 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 that Maybach the driver umm, [?]
Rich and filthy still rock silky red certainly
Black and blue, that gray one too, copped that burgundy
I I try to chase my ways but it ain't work for me
Fuck a bitch currently my mood is currency
And I'm, sippin' Hennessy, sure it's perfect please
I'm countin' up, she said much?' I said infinity
If I'm gon' for you they do not sent for me
'Cause I pop this brand new Glock and take her virginity (grr)
Uh, big spendin' Gs
I look like trickin' on a bitch, that ain't the shit for me
Keep being my without abilities
All you haters my nuts and suck my dignity