Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed the Same Blood

(Yeah!) We all bleed the blood
(Yeah!) And we on the same drum
(Yeah!) not about where ya at
(Yeah!) It's 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
my A&R and grabbed him by his throat
Playin with my life'll get you
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 that Mase' seat
(How About Some Hardcore) like '93
Think deep, the pain in my homie's face
And only then you'll why my homies bang
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a nigga
Gun boys be "Maino is a real 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 baby welcome to my mafia

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

I gotta tell somebody

I'm passionate about this money
Handlin those that be on takin it from me
Some of these niggas forgot I be makin it
We're like my fingers rotten then papercut bloody
In case you ain't we back dominatin the country
Until I make these 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 better
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 conquered another nation
Buyin bottles and to drown the sufferation
Could give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle
If it ain't or Conglomerate, cancel that!

(Yeah!) We all bleed the blood
(Yeah!) And we beat on the 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 tell somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So when a nigga doubt
Look around and see how niggas try to 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 how I stumbled on another goldmine
While embracin God be havin for me
You can stop what is destined, I hope you're happy for me