Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed the Same Blood

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we beat on the same
(Yeah!) It's not where ya at
(Yeah!) It's where you come from
And I'mma on thuggin 'til the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

Unstoppable, yo, Maino!
Ran up in Atlantic, 'em let me go
Smack my A&R and grabbed him by his
Playin with my life'll get you
Runnin in and out of church like I'm the yellow
All-black fleet when Obama get in
Missiles at yo' building like Osama livin
"Fuck 'em all" is I'm screamin from that Mase' seat
(How About Hardcore) like it's '93
Think deep, feel the pain in my homie's
And then you'll understand why my homies bang
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a nigga
Gun boys be "Maino is a real nigga"
Yeah, me and Bust bleed the blood
Handcuffed to the bus, we the same
Never fear, just know that I'mma for ya
All black baby welcome to my

(Yeah!) We all the same blood
(Yeah!) And we beat on the same
(Yeah!) It's not where ya at
(Yeah!) It's about you come from
And I'mma keep on 'til the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

I gotta somebody yeahhhhh

I'm passionate gettin this money
Handlin those that be plottin on takin it me
of these niggas forgot I be makin it funny
We're spendin like my fingers rotten then papercut
In you ain't knowin we back dominatin the country
Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a
boss, bitch address me as Mister
Eat salmons and tortellini down at the Bella
We move in silence you better whisper
And sizzle the street with the heat until it hella
So bottles, got 'em for every drinker
So much I be callin mami a heavy thinker
Victorious like a nigga conquered another
Buyin bottles and drinkin to the sufferation
Could give a fuck about your plan, watch how I that
If it ain't or Conglomerate, cancel that!

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we beat on the drum
(Yeah!) It's not where ya at
(Yeah!) It's about where you come
And I'mma keep on 'til the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

I gotta somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So inspirin a nigga doubt
Look and see how niggas try to count me out
Only if niggas stepped in my and took a walk
And thought of shit I sacrificed I have to talk
And I'm like a blouse on a clothesline
And how I stumbled on another goldmine
While embracin God be havin for me
You can never what is destined, I hope you're happy for me