Luyện nghe bài hát Bloodline

The streets make the
Hustlas the world go round
The world is made of keys, and pounds
The keys, ounces and pounds is made hustlas

See how shit come back for ya
Gotta cop it, chop it and it
See how shit come round for ya
Gotta cake in the oven, now it bubble

And you can knock on my but you can't knock the hustle
But I, like a game of twenty one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put 'd' on me
Lil Wee gon eat that's how it is

Got on the floor, man, I'm that positive
And I'm in the saggy lens
Me and my squad in the paddy tally Benz
And you I put the mags on that 45 mack
With the flash on that, who it

Everybody sing

Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my
And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline
I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline
I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]

Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my
And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my
I get that 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline
I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people

And I move, I move out with the raw
I move out the squad to his album we ride
We so mob, I throw and loaves to live
For my of bread the people's player
I did what the culture said and I by the Coast of Nostre Cid
Fuck around, I'll your shoulder from your head
Get it right, I'm a soldier till I'm
kid in white with buttonholes inside that bled

I'm o's of lots of haze
I'm so high and really I don't even why
But oh, I just go, buy a house
And lay my mat down, lay her down
But I never put my down

You see the in me
You Weezy, he the young son of Bubba-B
All my basketball where the thunder B
If you want it then for me, I'm right here

Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my
And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline
I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline
I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people

Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline
And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my
I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people

I'm G'd up, only the code of the streets
Live bad to die
Know how to move when hustling by the day no food
But just so I can eat and it a bitch
And if you see me getting fat I'm probably rich
And you can come see me for some crack before six
And that it's all bricks

My fate and my palm is wrapped this eight
And my arm because the dirty is straight Vietnam
I skate the bomb, I'm asking you don't play with me at all
Shots hit your ass and three of y'all
It'll take three of y'all to fill one of my
'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's better new shit

Fit for two clips, the kid is a
Oh man, he's inspired by his own gangsta and the blueprint
through the stoop with the ewe lit
Like, oh this is more than weed, it's 500 degreez

Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline
And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline
I get that 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline
I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people

Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my
And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline
I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline
I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]