Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (dirty South Remix)

[The
Dre, I'm in the

[Lil' Wayne
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Yeah!
Weezy!

[Lil'
5.0.4 gangsta, New soldier
underwater, fuck around and soak ya
Louisiana gunner, I'm my holster
And if you gettin greasy, I'm an
I'm bickin back, bein bool on the
Or New Orleans where the bloods at the bee
nothin sweet unless it's presidential
Cause that is I sleep, now give me my key!

Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the
Save the for the cars, see we kill for the fame (Ross)
The boss made it, yeah, we flagrant
Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las (Ross)
I'm a heavy better, I'm a seller
Keep white in the office call it Heller
Lettin off a hundred rounds, let the pick
And we gon sit here, wait for the

Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me where niggaz at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them at
Game, where them triggers at? Aim at fitted caps!
He got the clips, I got the scope, get them choppers, nigga
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 with a bullet
When I put him in the cemetary then I holler out!

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

I'm the realest that's breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason
Chamillionaire a millionaire, competin to be competin!
My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that defeatin
So shut your mouth, a seat and be quiet till I finish eatin
My label tells me I'm greedy, all the room on your tv
+Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe me
Need to make a room in B.E. television if you 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
I'll be this city dawg, and that's the facts
To the new immigration loves to tryna
Try to be nice tape kiss my ass
Plus we all immigrates, and plus the I represent
I'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make evidence
All I can say that lil chico killa name
So llaque sarar que me canto minero
Yo!

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

Dro]
My feed mashable, murders are
Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin
Trappin, I it logical, my topic is impossible
I got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause real crossable
Shark meat to Papadough's, be tropical
All choppable, all blocks are mobbable
I am unstoppable, my calico is
diabolical, cushion is not stoppable

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