Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (West Coast Remix)

Uh huh


Birdgang
You what it is
you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', some integrity

1: Jim Jones]

Peace blood, almighty (peace blood)
We all thugs and we run the streets (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of will have the boys bring the coppers out
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we out
My side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka
Get ya money up, this cane is what we slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin'
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird

2: Snoop Dogg]
They call the
Why you really cuz
21, 20 crips and all of us is cuz
We from a street, all got that different heat
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the beat
So if you wit blood, then you f**k wit us
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we bustin'
We sure to stay in and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga

[Verse 3:
Game got at me about the remix, its an honor my
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit
I got gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers clap at me
I got these corny wanna be diss song on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' and take me away
But I'm the true living, I'm not to be questioned
your whole hood holler shit about my progression

4: T.I.]
You my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep the smitty's wit me, shhh comin to get me
Hey Wut You
I'm prepared in the and all
Wit Chimme Chose, you can call me quick draw
b*tch I'ma cut fool, better call the law
I sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl
I press like Puff, no pause at all
Choppin' holes in the all the
all they saw

[Verse 5: The
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a shots
I bring it back to life, it a couple shots
The comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Too n*ggas hate me, but they scared to face me
This a movie dog, nope, not Waist Deep
I'm not an actor, but show your b*tch Big Meat
She one blood, one love, on dubs
140 thousand the week uhhhhh

The Game]
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

6: Fat Joe]
All these wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff cases
With styrofoams and embalmin' fluid
I gone to long and I'm down to lose it
Somebody go and get this n*gga a box
And I ain't just talkin' about a measly shots
I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, smack your b*tch too

7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four gangsta, new orleans soldier, banging water,
fuck and soak ya, lousiana gunner, im bout my holster,
and if you gettin greasy, im an ulcer, im bickin bein bool
on tha eastside,
im in the new orleans where the at the beehive,
and aint sweet unless its presidential,
cause is where i sleep, now give me my key

8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, cash still sweet
We blackwall street by the swapmeet with heat
If Def Jam, they flop him
And Reggaeton ain't hot in the no mo', its okay I get it poppin'
Back to the forest trees for deep, little knees

Who took believers an opportunity to
And you ain't gotta go overseas to see our rap
You can come to Lefrak and get jacked quick

[Verse 9: Jadakiss and P]
One blood, we to the spillin'
Came from the hood so we used to the
Used to the black males, cracksales in the buildin'
How you get the benz with the suede on the ceilin'
Blood in, out, me and homie back to back
Both loaded workin', we to pitch a shut out
I'm New king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga
Anything in between's a motherf**kin' n*gga
D-B-L-O-C-K he
The hawk'll find a nice home right where cheeks stay
We got a team, Hip Hop dream team
boys is only in the projects on green screen
No security, put you on the
I'm the bomb, I'm the detonator
One dutch, one bud, one burner, one
Want a casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood

[Verse 10:
What it look like, all I say it
Shooters waitin' on the word, just say it
I let these live, I told 'em pull the plug
Have goons pullin' gloves, the room full of slugs
Catch me trafficin' on colored dubs
Africans with balloons full of drugs
If they like me, tell 'em up
While I sit team, point 'em out like a line up

[Verse 11: Juelz
Mic check, one two, one two
I'm strapped, you strapped, play two on two
You're us in the iron bus
Leak ya, two liters of red juice, punch
So you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street
Your life's sweet, Laguna Beach
Mama told me not to with fire but
She never told I grow to be a liar

[Verse 12: Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the
Say the for the cars, see we kill for the fame
The boss made it, yeah we flagrant
Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las
I'm a better, I'm a heavy seller
Keep white in the office, it Jerry Heller
Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the pick
And we gon' sit here, for the Darryl Gates

[Verse 13:
b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me where killas at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me them figures at
Game them triggers at, aim at them fitted caps
He got the clips, I got the scope, get them choppers n*gga
He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it n*gga
Hurt him in that cherry six fo', shit ain't no stoppin'
Hit him in the and the body wit a bullet,
I put him in the cemetery then I gotta holler out

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

what up,

[Verse 14:
Yeah with two grips
Glock holdin' on the hip, wit two clips
Got two tiny locos to take trips
Shake and trips, high stakes to take grips
know what's crackin' cuz, cause as we huddle
They hold cards n*gga like spade and pinnochle
West gang bang, riders erasin' 'em
Got n*ggas raisin' up and riders replacin' 'em

[Verse 15:
Draped in blue the notorious gangsta
RIP for n*ggas who don't stay
Deep in the crevices
See the better wit
in the land of the gang bang wit the fleshin'
I'm legendary, yes yes, a
Throwin' up two C's, wit two guns in my
I'm from Beach city, a crip next to Compton
Down wit my n*gga Game, if you n*ggas problems
From the to the suites, anywhere we can meet
live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its to ride

16: W.C.]
Who the rider, through the gutter mayne
up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes
From the westside, to get 'em
Where them killers throw that letter up like Raymond Washington and
Tookie
Blue jeans, strings, blowin' blueberry green
Cadillac on blue D's and a T
Money thick as cheese, chunkin' up the dub
What the west be without Snoop, Dub C and one blood

17: E-40]
The Bay Area, we proper
you up if you got a problem
Uh uh, in California
Clean your clock, open can of tuna
a choice to see the hail lord's heaven
Get your laid out wit the FM 57
You think you can do will do but nobody
But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

18: Bun B]
I'm comin' straight P.A.T., like Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, they say holla back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., 95 Air Macs
green outta fight club off a Fairfax
Acts a hundreds, just do it fool I done it
At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you plummit
Run to it or run from it, to bun it give it
Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter as a

[Verse 19:
I'm the realest youngster thats breathin' and I gotta give a reason
Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll to be completin'
My purpose is to get the cheese an' as a purpose that defeatin'
So shut your mouth, have a an' be quiet till I clear the sheetin'
My label tells me I'm greedy, all the room on your tv
Like Eric think its easy, but it isnt easy believe me
Need to make a in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee

[Verse 20: Thug]
Its one if you blood or cuz
From that one thug, its still one love
I rep my blue boy but I do it for green
I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and
All the trappers, future rappers, out on the blocks
Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a
Put ya sets in the air, f**k the cops
We gon' rep for the mayne, like it or not

21: Young Dro]
My feed mashable, murders are
Cars is improfable, I'm overcomin'
Trappin' I it logical, my topic is impossible
I got a potna shoe strings cuz shorty real crossable
Shot me to pop a do', be tropical
All guns choppable, all blocks are
I am unstoppable, my is toxible
Lyrically diabolical, is not a cigar brand

22: The Clipse]
Red rum, red rum, power in the tongue
Never in the wildest, was he da dum
on n*ggas, feel it to the numb
Japanese thread flavor to these bums
Consider me the savior, look what the lord ya
My celebrated presence, the return of Grateful
in the snow, so playful
And revivin' the track like we flowin' through jumper
What duo, you know, get XXL
While off Coolio
Classic shit, we mastered
for dead, I'm back, I'm Lazarus

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New
The Game, the RULE, one love, up
Hands down, touch, the flow is a bit much
The style, keep up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like coke these days, gotta
G up, cop some heaters and dare a to act up
You see us in duel seaters and it up
Its all hood, n*ggas rep your if your cuz or blood
n*ggas we all bleed, these n*ggas breathe
Only because the are drawn and aimed to part
n*ggas they got bullets names on them
Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know to get at me
at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me
You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets in family
Who sadly gets torn one crip and one blood