Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (dirty South Remix)

[The
Dre, I'm in the

Wayne Intro]
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Yeah!
Weezy!

[Lil'
5.0.4 gangsta, New Orleans
Bangin underwater, around and soak ya
Louisiana gunner, I'm my holster
And if you gettin greasy, I'm an
I'm bickin back, bein on the Eastside
Or New Orleans the bloods at the bee hive
Ain't sweet unless it's presidential
Cause that is I sleep, now give me my key!

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

Bitch I got lords and gangstas, me where them niggaz at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me them killas at
Chi got them and hustlers, show me where them figures at
Game, where them triggers at? Aim at 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 that cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin,
Hit him in the and the body with a bullet
I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler out!

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

I'm the youngster that's breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason
Chamillionaire a millionaire, y'all to be competin!
My is to get the cheese and as a purpose that should defeatin
So shut your mouth, have a seat and be till I finish eatin
My label tells me I'm greedy, all the room on your tv
Like +Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy me
to make a room in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game said he made for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G!

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

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

[Young
My feed mashable, murders are
is improbable, I'm overcomin obstacles
Trappin, I made it logical, my is impossible
I got a partner Shoe Strang, cause shorty real crossable
Shark meat to Papadough's, be tropical
All guns choppable, all are mobbable
I am unstoppable, my is toxable
Lyrically diabolical, is not stoppable

B]
I'm comin outta PAT, like Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, they say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
Neon green fight club off a fair facts
Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done it
At the summit of rap and I'm you haters plummit
Run to it or run from it, to Bun it differ
Wipe the streets ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!