Luyện nghe bài hát Blooded

[Lil' Wayne
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 soowoop
and I'm blooded
I got bloods on
bloods at my
Fuck my bloods
got on your cloths
And I'm soowoop (2x's)

again its on,
yea I'm back in the
at the top
like a tac in the
on these hoes
like a in a suit
on my toes
not a crack in my
Rappers talkin me
but I don't a hoot (fuck 'em!)
These still lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
tough till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm a Maloof
They on me
I'm just to be weezy
like young jeezy
in da lima bean
out my mind baby
and now I'm 3-D
boy fresh from my fitted
to my DC
All red so hoes know who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye flow yea ya'll niggas sweet
high on a yacht call it seaweed

Yea, I my flow
and they like that
They it so much,
say they write that
at the dog,
but I bite back
I CPR
I aint bringin they back
CVR
bad bitch on a back
on my wrist,
yea the bright pack
Ima shine, I where da light at
Airforce fly call me a check
Brand new same color as the sky
The say 2, lord know I'm gon try
Cop pull me lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my lord know I'm gon fry
Them throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all over guys
Niggas throwin never hit the bullseye
Young money new orleans east side

Yea, around the world rep the same thang
around the world its the same gang
B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat blaaat bang
I tol my homie streets sleep on life
So he popped the X pill and sleep all night
I aint worried bout you I'm tryin do me
Last album did 2 I'm tryin do 3
I am wat pair of eyes oughta see
Bitches just they could call and order me
My momma to tell me just get a 9 to 5
Cash money made her say mind I'm fine
(B's up!)