Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (dirty South Remix)

[The
Dre, I'm in the

[Lil' Wayne
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Yeah!
Weezy!

Wayne]
5.0.4 gangsta, New Orleans
Bangin underwater, around and soak ya
Louisiana gunner, I'm bout my
And if you gettin greasy, I'm an
I'm back, bein bool on the Eastside
Or New Orleans the bloods at the bee hive
Ain't nothin unless it's presidential
that is where I sleep, now give me my key!

[Rick
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the
Save the for the cars, see we kill for the fame (Ross)
The made it, yeah, we floss flagrant
Shame how I your life savings up in Las Vegas (Ross)
I'm a better, I'm a heavy seller
Keep white in the call it Jerry Heller
Lettin off a hundred rounds, let the barrel
And we gon sit here, for the derrelics

Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me them niggaz at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me them killas at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them at
Game, them triggers at? Aim at them fitted caps!
He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers,
He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin,
Hurt him in cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin, nigga
Hit him in the head and the body with a
When I put him in the then I gotta holler out!

[T.I.]
You knowin my attitude shitty, only a buck
So I keep the smitty's wit me, shit, how wit me?
What, you scared? I'm prepared, in the AND ALL!
Wit two two's, you can call me QUICK McGRAW!
Bitch, I'ma cut that fool, CALL THE LAW!
I sprayin, make fuck nigga FALL AND CRAWL!
I press play like Puff, no AT ALL!
holes in ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW!

I'm the realest youngster that's breathin, and I gotta give a reason
a millionaire, y'all competin to be competin!
My is to get the cheese and as a purpose that should defeatin
So shut your mouth, a seat and be quiet till I finish eatin
My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the on your tv
Like +Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it easy believe me
Need to make a in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game said he room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G!

To all my Mexicans runner, I got yo back
be livin' this city dawg, and that's the facts
To the new immigration to tryna bags
Try to be nice tape kiss my ass
Plus we all immigrates, and the damn I represent
I'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make this
All that I can say that lil killa name
So llaque sarar que me canto para
Yo!

[Slim
Its one blood if you or cuz
From number one thug, it's still one love
I rep my blue boy team but I do it for
I do it for my folks, vice lords and
All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the
Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a
Put ya sets in the air, scream the cops!
We gon rep for the mayne, like it or not!

Dro]
My mashable, murders are catastrophical
Cars is improbable, I'm obstacles
Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is
I got a partner Shoe Strang, cause shorty real crossable
Shark meat to Papadough's, be tropical
All guns choppable, all blocks are
I am unstoppable, my calico is
Lyrically diabolical, is not stoppable

B]
I'm comin outta PAT, like Compton in all black
But when we say it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
Neon green outta fight club off a facts
Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done it
At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you plummit
Run to it or run it, to Bun it don't differ
the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!