Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (dirty South Remix)

[The
Dre, I'm in the

[Lil' Intro]
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Yeah!
Weezy!

[Lil'
5.0.4 gangsta, New Orleans
Bangin underwater, fuck and soak ya
gunner, I'm bout my holster
And if you greasy, I'm an ulcer
I'm bickin back, bool on the Eastside
Or New where the bloods at the bee hive
Ain't nothin sweet unless presidential
Cause that is 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 boss made it, yeah, we flagrant
Shame how I lost your life up in Las Vegas (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 barrel
And we gon sit here, for the derrelics

Bitch I got and gangstas, show me where them niggaz at
Chi got two six's and kings, me where them killas at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me them figures at
Game, where them 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, get it poppin, nigga
Hurt him in cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin, nigga
Hit him in the and the body with a bullet
When I put him in the cemetary then I holler out!

[T.I.]
You knowin my attitude shitty, only a buck
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, I'ma cut that fool, CALL THE LAW!
I start sprayin, make fuck FALL AND CRAWL!
I play like Puff, no PAUSE AT ALL!
Choppin in ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW!

I'm the realest that's breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason
a millionaire, y'all competin to be competin!
My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose should defeatin
So shut your mouth, have a seat and be quiet 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 isn't easy me
Need to make a room in B.E. if you wanna be me
said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G!

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

[Slim
Its one blood if you or cuz
From that number one thug, still one love
I rep my blue boy but I do it for green
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 mayne, like it or not!

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

B]
I'm comin straight outta PAT, like in all black
But we say what it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
Neon green fight club 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 don't
the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!