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 your
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 a tack in the roof
Still on these hoes 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 lying I'm the motherfucking truth
tough till I knock off your koufe
And I own my team, I'm a Maloof
hating on me, I'm just trying to be Weezy
Just like Jeezy in a Lamborghini
Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm 3D
Dope boy from my fitted to my DC's
All red, so these hoes who we be
We B's, Bloods, we B's
Pop, pop flow, y'all niggas peas
Getting on a yacht, call it sea weed

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

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