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!) about where you come from
And keep 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 him by his throat
Playin with my get you yellow-taped
in and out of church like I'm the yellow Ma$e
All-black fleet like Obama get in
Missiles aimed at yo' building like livin
"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm screamin from that seat
(How Some Hardcore) like it's '93
Think deep, feel the pain in my homie's
And only then you'll understand why my homies
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a deal
Gun boys be like "Maino is a nigga"
Yeah, me and bleed the same blood
Handcuffed to the bus, we the thugs
Never fear, just know I'mma ride for ya
All black baby welcome to my

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

I gotta tell yeahhhhh

I'm passionate gettin this money
Handlin those be plottin on takin it from me
Some of these forgot I be makin it funny
We're like my fingers rotten then papercut bloody
In you ain't knowin we back dominatin the country
Until I make these niggas with the strength of a monkey
Balenciaga boss, bitch me as Mister
Eat salmons and tortellini down at the Bella
We move in silence you better whisper
And the street with the heat until it hella blister
So much bottles, got 'em for drinker
So head I be callin mami a heavy thinker
Victorious like a nigga another nation
Buyin and drinkin to drown 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 same
(Yeah!) It's not where ya at
(Yeah!) about where you come from
And I'mma keep on thuggin the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

I gotta tell somebody,

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