Luyện nghe bài hát Blooded

[Lil' talking]
Py til I die,
because,
pyru, b's up,
I'm me

Young is the label
Let us in the door,
comin in this
all red to the
And I'm blooded
and I'm blooded
I got on stage
at my shows
Fuck my bloods
got blood on cloths
And I'm soowoop (2x's)

again its on,
yea I'm back in the
at the top
like a tac in the
Still on hoes
like a in a suit
Still on my
not a in my shoe
Rappers talkin me
but I give a hoot (fuck 'em!)
These niggas still
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
tough till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm like a
They on me
I'm just to be weezy
Just like young
in da lima Ghini
Smoked out my mind
and now I'm 3-D
Dope boy fresh my fitted
to my DC
All red so these hoes who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye flow yea niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht call it

Yea, I my flow
and must like that
like it so much,
they say write that
at the dog,
but I don't bite
I CPR
I aint bringin they life
CVR
bad bitch on a back
on my wrist,
yea nigga the bright
Ima shine, I live da light at
Airforce fly me a nike check
new coupe same color as the sky
The dash say 2, know I'm gon try
Cop pull me over lord I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk lord I'm gon fry
Them throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all over them
Niggas throwin darts never hit the
Young money bitch new orleans side

Yea, been around the world rep the thang
Been around the world its the same
B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat bang bang
I tol my homie streets can't sleep on
So he the X pill and didn't sleep all night
I aint worried bout you I'm just do me
album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3
I am wat every pair of eyes see
Bitches just wish could call and order me
My used to tell me just get a 9 to 5
Cash money made her say mind I'm fine
(B's up!)