Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blooded

Py I die
because!
Py I die

B's up
I'm me

Young is the label
Let us in the door, coming in this bitch all red to the
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 on your clothes
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm soo woo

1]
Once again it's on, yeah I'm in the booth
at the top like a tack in the roof
Still on these hoes like a mack in a
Still on my not a crack in my shoe
Rappers talking me but I don't give a hoot
These niggas lying I'm the motherfucking truth
Talk tough I knock off your koufe
And I own my team, I'm a Maloof
They hating on me, I'm trying to be Weezy
Just like Jeezy in a Lamborghini
Smoked out my mind and now I'm seeing 3D
Dope boy 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, it sea weed

2]
Yeah, I advance my flow, and they must like
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 they life
Bad CPR, bad bitch on a bike
on my wrist, yeah nigga the bright pack
I'ma shine, I live the light at
Air Force fly, call me a jet
new coupe, same color as the sky
The dash too, y'all know I'm going to try
Cop pull me over, y'all I'm going to lie
They go up in my trunk, y'all I'm going to fry
Them niggas throwing salt all my fries
So I'ma just walk all over them
Niggas throwing darts, hit the bull's-eye
Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside

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