Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my get down like wha
of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha

My dogs is with official bloodline
I say stop being greedy, get a if you want mine
Why them always force you to take it back to the streets
Can I at go one year without spitting the heat?
Motherfuckers think you sweat till chest gets messed up
Two later he's dressed up, let him rest up
He going nowhere, no time soon
high noon, last thing he heard was boom

Can I get some room, or do I have to me a path?
Break you in half, niggas make me laugh
Y'all niggas is funny, talking about money
And got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry
It's to get ugly when the lights is out
One, two, three, ho, three strikes, you're out
His was out, I think they found it filling his head
He in the bag, and I'm over here his men

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my
All of my get down like wha
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my get down like wha
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my
All of my get down like wha

I no see the shadows that once kept me strong
And I'm starting to get same feeling that kept me raw
Can't afford to niggas, 'cause niggas lust figures
Plus niggas scared to bust niggas, niggas
it with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time
Fucking the streets, you ain't feeling nothing but mine
Tired of hearing rhyme and don't say "Shit"
Fuck is on a niggas mind, why don't quit

my dick, looking for something new
Let you man something, with your whole something crew
You know how niggas do, we don't forget
If you there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick
No hitch hikers, that, the ride was rough
And if you a nigga that was with us, that was rough
A lot of niggas that is us, ain't cried enough
So now when niggas come and get us, we fires up

of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my niggas get like wha
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood
All of my niggas get like wha

Motherfucker, thought the X would stop
But I got niggas like 'Yo, the next to drop'
From his camp get the stamp, the grand champ, official
Think when you die, how many's gonna you
Lean over in your casket and you
Send you on your way a blessing
And that another learned a lesson
Smith and Wesson ended moneys life, now moneys wife's a
'Gave it to him blast', nah dog just a little

Besides rap, I don't talk, but make of moves
I'll murder ten of you fools, your ready to choose
You either win or you lose, and I to win
if it means I got to shed blood again
Keep a bank account doubling but hate me
Really thought that's what you said, would make me or break me
No, and it don't me long to write
Matter of fact I think I'll another song tonight, come on

of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha
of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my get down like wha
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my
All of my niggas get down wha
of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down wha