Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed the Same Blood

(Yeah!) We all the same blood
(Yeah!) And we beat on the same
(Yeah!) It's not about ya at
(Yeah!) It's about where you 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
my A&R and grabbed 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 when Obama get in
Missiles aimed at yo' building like Osama
"Fuck 'em all" is I'm screamin from that Mase' seat
(How About Some Hardcore) like '93
Think deep, the pain in my homie's face
And then you'll understand why my homies bang
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a nigga
Gun be like "Maino is a real nigga"
Yeah, me and bleed the same 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 bleed the blood
(Yeah!) And we on the same drum
(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 tell somebody

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

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we beat on the drum
(Yeah!) not about 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!)

I gotta somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So inspirin when a nigga
Look around and see how try to count me out
if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walk
And thought of I sacrificed I wouldn't have to talk
And I'm like a bitch's 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 happy for me