Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blooded

Py I die
because!
Py I die

B's up
I'm me

Young Money is the
Let us in the door, in this bitch all red to the floor
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
I got on stage, Bloods at my shows
Fuck with my Bloods, got blood on clothes
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm soo woo

1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the booth
Stand at the top like a tack in the
Still on these like a mack in a suit
Still on my toes not a crack in my
Rappers talking about me but I don't a hoot
These niggas still lying I'm the motherfucking
tough till I knock off your koufe
And I own my team, I'm like a
They hating on me, I'm just trying to be
Just like Young Jeezy in a
Smoked out my mind and now I'm seeing 3D
boy fresh from my fitted to my DC's
All red, so hoes know who we be
We B's, Bloods, we B's
Pop, pop flow, niggas sweet peas
Getting high on a yacht, call it sea

2]
Yeah, I advance my flow, and must like that
They like it so much, they say they write
at the dog, but I don't bite back
I ain't CPR, I ain't bringing life back
Bad CPR, bad bitch on a back
Skittles on my wrist, yeah the bright pack
I'ma shine, I where the light at
Air Force fly, me a night jet
new coupe, same color as the sky
The dash too, y'all know I'm going to try
Cop me over, y'all know I'm going to lie
They go up in my trunk, y'all know I'm to fry
Them niggas salt all over my fries
So I'ma just all over them guys
Niggas throwing darts, never hit the
Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside

3]
Yeah, been around the rep the same thing
Been the world it's the same gang
B's up, B's up, gang, blat, blat, blat, blat, bang, bang
I told my homie Streetz you can't on life
So he popped an X pill and didn't sleep all
I worried about you, I'm just trying do me
Last album did two, I'm just trying do
I am what every pair of eyes to see
Bitches wish they just call and order me
My momma to tell me "Get a 9 to 5"
Cash Money made her say "Never I'm fine"