Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (dirty South Remix)

[The
Dre, I'm in the

[Lil' Intro]
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Yeah!
Weezy!

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

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

Bitch I got and gangstas, show me where them niggaz at
Chi got two and kings, show me where them killas at
Chi got ballas 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, get them choppers, nigga
He got the kush, I got the dope, get it poppin, nigga
Hurt him in cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin, nigga
Hit him in the head and the body a bullet
When I put him in the cemetary then I gotta out!

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

I'm the realest youngster that's breathin, and I don't 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, have a and be quiet till I finish eatin
My tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the room on your tv
Like +Eric+ they think +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe me
Need to make a in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make 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 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 make this evidence
All that I can say that lil chico name
So llaque 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 team but I do it for
I do it for my folks, vice and kings
All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the
get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot
Put ya in the air, scream fuck the cops!
We gon rep for the mayne, like it or not!

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

B]
I'm comin straight PAT, like Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, never say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
Neon green outta fight off a fair facts
Ask the hundreds, doable, I done 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 with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!