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

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

My is dogs with official bloodline
I say stop being greedy, get a plate if you mine
Why them niggas force you to take it back to the streets
Can I at go one year without spitting the heat?
Motherfuckers you sweat till your chest gets messed up
Two days later 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 make me a
Break you in half, fake niggas make me
Y'all niggas is funny, still talking money
And got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry
It's about to get ugly the lights is out
One, two, three, ho, that's strikes, you're out
His ninth was out, I think they found it his head
He in the bag, and I'm over here his men

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

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

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

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

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

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

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