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

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

I tell somebody yeahhhhh

I'm passionate about this money
those that be plottin on takin it from me
Some of niggas forgot I be makin it funny
We're spendin my fingers rotten then papercut bloody
In case you ain't knowin we back the country
Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a
Balenciaga boss, bitch address me as
Eat salmons and down at the Bella Vista
We move in bitch you better whisper
And sizzle the street with the heat until it hella
So much bottles, got 'em for drinker
So much head I be callin a heavy thinker
like a nigga conquered another nation
Buyin bottles and 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 blood
(Yeah!) And we beat on the drum
(Yeah!) It's not 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 somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So inspirin when a doubt
Look 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 blouse on a clothesline
And treatin how I on another goldmine
While embracin God be havin for me
You can never stop what is destined, I you're happy for me