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 bout my
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 unless 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 colors for the cars, see we 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 better, I'm a heavy seller
white in the office 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 where niggaz at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them at
Chi got ballas and hustlers, show me where them figures at
Game, where them triggers at? Aim at them 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 that cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin,
Hit him in the head and the body a bullet
When I put him in the then I gotta holler out!

[T.I.]
You knowin my attitude shitty, only a fifty
So I the smitty's 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 DRAW McGRAW!
Bitch, cut that fool, better CALL THE LAW!
I start sprayin, make fuck nigga AND CRAWL!
I play 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 gotta give a
Chamillionaire a millionaire, competin to be competin!
My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that defeatin
So shut your mouth, have a and be quiet till I finish eatin
My label tells me I'm greedy, all the room on your tv
Like they 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 said he made 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 the facts
To the new loves to tryna bags
Try to be nice laice kiss my ass
Plus we all immigrates, and the damn I represent
I'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make evidence
All that I can say that lil chico killa
So llaque sarar que me canto para
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, 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, are catastrophical
Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin
Trappin, I made it logical, my is impossible
I got a partner named Shoe Strang, shorty real crossable
Shark meat to Papadough's, cars be
All guns choppable, all blocks are
I am unstoppable, my calico is
diabolical, cushion is not stoppable

B]
I'm comin outta PAT, like Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, they say holla back
Bun B, the uh, OG '95 Air Max
green outta fight club off a fair 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 from it, to Bun it don't
Wipe the with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood!