Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (West Coast Remix)

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Birdgang
You know it is
When you see me two you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have integrity

[Verse 1: Jim

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

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

[Verse 3:
Game got at me the remix, its an honor my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit
I got gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers tryna 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 living, legend I'm not to be questioned
Have your whole hood holler shit about my

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

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

The Game]
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[Verse 6: Fat
All n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them 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 n*gga a pine box
And I ain't just talkin' about a nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll your b*tch too

7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four gangsta, new orleans soldier, under water,
fuck around and 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 nothin sweet its presidential,
that is where i sleep, now give me my key

8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the with heat
If Def Jam, they flop him
And Reggaeton hot in the building no mo', its okay I get it poppin'
to the forest trees for deep, these little knees

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

9: Jadakiss and Styles 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 else you get the benz with the on the ceilin'
Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to
Both loaded workin', we about to a shut out
I'm New York's king, I'm New hardest n*gga
Anything in between's a motherf**kin' n*gga
he spray
The hawk'll find a nice home right where cheeks stay
We got a mean team, Hip Hop team
Them boys is only in the 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 couple casualties, but we'll settle for just one

10: Fabolous]
What it like, all I say it most
Shooters waitin' on the word, say it Los'
I let these n*ggas live, I told 'em the plug
goons pullin' gloves, leave the room full of slugs
Catch me on maroon colored dubs
Couple Africans with balloons full of
If like me, tell 'em line up
I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up

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

[Verse 12: Rick
One to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the
The boss it, yeah we floss flagrant
Shame how I your life savings up in Las Vegas
I'm a heavy better, I'm a seller
Keep white in the office, call it Jerry
Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the pick
And we gon' sit here, wait for the Darryl

[Verse 13:
b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them at
Chi got two six's and kings, me where them killas at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them 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' n*gga
Hurt him in that six fo', shit ain't no stoppin' n*gga
Hit him in the head and the wit a bullet,
I put him in the cemetery then I gotta holler out

[Hook: The
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what up,

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

[Verse 15:
Draped in blue the notorious gangsta
RIP for n*ggas who don't stay
down in the crevices
See the jets wit
Dwellin' in the land of the gang bang wit the
I'm legendary, yes yes, a
Throwin' up two C's, wit two in my holster
I'm from Beach city, a crip next to Compton
Down wit my Game, if you n*ggas want problems
From the streets to the suites, 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 time to

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

17: E-40]
The Bay Area, f**kers we
you up if you got a problem
Uh uh, born in
Clean clock, open your can of tuna
Make a to see the hail lord's heaven
Get chest laid out wit the FM 57
You shit you can do will do but nobody
But in the Yay, there nuttin to do but catch bodies

The Game]
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18: Bun B]
I'm comin' straight outta P.A.T., like in all black
But when we say it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., like 95 Air
Neon green 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 it, to bun it don't give it
Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter as a

[Verse 19:
I'm the realest youngster breathin' and I don't gotta give a reason
Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll to be completin'
My purpose is to get the cheese an' as a purpose that should
So shut your mouth, have a seat an' be till I clear the sheetin'
My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin' all the room on tv
Eric they think its easy, but it isnt 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 gee

[Verse 20: Thug]
Its one blood if you or cuz
From that one thug, its still one love
I rep my boy team but I do it for green
I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and
All the 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 f**k the
We rep for the hood mayne, like it or not

21: Young Dro]
My feed mashable, murders are
Cars is improfable, I'm overcomin'
Trappin' I made it logical, my is impossible
I got a potna name shoe strings cuz shorty real
Shot me to pop a do', cars be
All choppable, all blocks are moppable
I am unstoppable, my calico is
diabolical, cushion is not a cigar brand

[Verse 22: The
Red rum, red rum, such in the tongue
Never in the wildest, was he da dum
Style on n*ggas, it to the numb
Japanese thread flavor to these bums
Consider me the savior, look the lord gave ya
My celebrated presence, like the of Grateful
in the snow, so playful
And revivin' the track like we flowin' through jumper
What duo, you know, get XXL
While coppin' off
Classic shit, we this
Left for dead, I'm back, I'm

The Game]
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[Verse 23: Ja
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New
The Game, the RULE, one love, up
Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit
The style, wanna up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like these days, gotta re-up
G up, cop some heaters and dare a to act up
You see us in duel and throw it up
Its all hood, n*ggas rep your sets if cuz or blood
n*ggas we all bleed, n*ggas can't breathe
Only because the guns are and aimed to part
n*ggas they got bullets with on them
'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me
Look at me, now pass me, you can be half me
You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in
Who sadly gets torn one crip and one blood