Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money 3.5

[Verse 1:
New get the blood money
Real niggas loud ass weed
Still my math, La Marina
Summertime I be in the
On the hood shit, me niggas, it's all
DC got for me
niggas sippin' all that lean (try lowin' them down)
Real at the town, they be go-go'd out
And play the let out, me, nigga, still flat out, uh
Chilly weather, Balmain many zipper
I'm ballin', see my closet a dollar of Penny's in
And I ain't about no problems
Cause problems get finished with 'em
Niggas br-br-brat in a nigga
Know the city vicious
Drug right here appealing
Like they some villains and they had the hero in again, uh
Now I come and who carries Maryland with 'em?
The crabs in the
it I've been aquarium clearin', uh
Coming through with some young [?]
in peace for [?]
Used to rock them Melo number
was '02, maybe '03, oh, please
Stop it, origami, I'm finna fold crews
Uh, overseas to the back
Uh, G's where I'm at [?]
Uh, and we done it growing up
When the fiends get look
They always jukin' like it's rock
it, you know let's get it
Take this money, I'ma your bitches
And no I'm not a gangsta, but I authentic
why I go up to any place and remain unblemished
[?] I'm great the lyrics
The upstate saying 'Le niggas tell it like "'Le niggas tell it"
Say the niggas 'em
I swear a nigga heard I ain't e'er a wilder
redbone, well put together
Put it in my cell, I can put it in your
Kettering. up? Landover. what's up?
pass Ardmore. feeling local as fuck
Audemar? keep it on, niggas won't touch
When you and you humble you get a lot of respect
And niggas trying to get at all the bread
Get up out of the jungle, get his a bed
Get his son some gear, find a pot he can in
So quarters moving and forth like it's a lottery ticket
And to be honest who want McDonalds position?
No time for nuggets but somehow they find all of the dippers
slipping

[Clip Elaine]
Hey. I just spent a lot of time and I have a lot of crap to get where I am today. And I am not throwing it all away now

Blood (yeah yeah)

[Verse 2: Ferg]
Ah (blood blood)
Daddy, daddy was a
Harlem born, money
'til he pull an
brrrr cerebellum
Mellow at the
Mama had to the reverend
Daddy your hood a lesson from the seven Mac-11
8:30 eight mack ten crack
Putting genocide on my friends
Porter seen the slaughter
Alpo kinda was a ho
Cause he left the whole and he didn't water, dam
Shit still glorify
He had all the
He had all the fucking all the thots
He the man, Dapper Dan
With a gun in hand,
I don't understand how you your man (damn)
I don't understand how you kill man
Goddamn, how you kill your man money when
Two Harlem kids in a gang do the devil's
the greed of money had them caught up all up in a trance