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 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, bool on the Eastside
Or New where the bloods at the bee hive
Ain't nothin sweet it's presidential
Cause is where I sleep, now give me my key!

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

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

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

I'm the realest youngster that's breathin, and I don't give a reason
Chamillionaire a millionaire, competin to be competin!
My purpose is to get the 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, hoggin all the room on tv
Like +Eric+ think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe me
Need to a room in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G!

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

[Slim
Its one if you blood or cuz
From that one thug, it's still 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, rappers, standin out on the blocks
Tryna get up out the mayne, and stack 'em a knot
Put ya sets in the air, fuck the cops!
We gon rep for the mayne, like it or not!

[Young
My feed mashable, are catastrophical
Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin
Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is
I got a named 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, cushion is not

B]
I'm comin straight outta PAT, like Compton in all
But when we say it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
Neon green outta club off a fair facts
Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done it
At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters
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!