Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed the Same Blood

(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 come
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 my life'll get you yellow-taped
Runnin in and out of church like I'm the Ma$e
fleet like when Obama get in
Missiles aimed at yo' building like Osama
"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm screamin that Mase' seat
(How About Hardcore) like it's '93
Think deep, feel the pain in my homie's
And only then you'll why my homies bang
up, this is us, fuck a deal nigga
Gun boys be like "Maino is a nigga"
Yeah, me and Bust the same blood
to the bus, we the same thugs
Never fear, just know I'mma ride for ya
All baby welcome to my mafia

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we on the same drum
(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!)

I gotta somebody yeahhhhh

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

(Yeah!) We all bleed the blood
(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 a nigga doubt
around and see how niggas try to count me out
Only if niggas 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 on another goldmine
While embracin God be havin for me
You can never what is destined, I hope you're happy for me