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 soldier
Bangin underwater, around and soak ya
Louisiana gunner, I'm bout my
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
Ain't sweet unless it's presidential
that is where I sleep, now give me my key!

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

Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me them 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, them triggers 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
him in that 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 shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep the smitty's wit me, shit, how 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, better THE LAW!
I start sprayin, fuck nigga FALL AND CRAWL!
I press play Puff, no PAUSE AT ALL!
Choppin holes in ALL THE WALLS, ALL THEY SAW!

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

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

[Slim
Its one blood if you or cuz
From number one thug, it's still one love
I rep my boy team but I do it for green
I do it for my folks, lords and kings
All us trappers, rappers, standin out on the blocks
get up out the hood 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!

[Young
My feed mashable, are catastrophical
Cars is improbable, I'm obstacles
Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is
I got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause real crossable
Shark meat to Papadough's, be tropical
All guns choppable, all are mobbable
I am unstoppable, my is toxable
diabolical, cushion 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 outta fight club off a facts
Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I 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 you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!