Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (West Coast Remix)

Uh huh


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

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 f**k wit b-boys who bring them out (yuppp)
One of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
And we ballin', for all the toys is we hoppin' out
My feary side, we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang
Get ya up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is I f**kin' claim
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird

[Verse 2: Dogg]
They 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 duds, cuz we bustin' slugs
We sure to stay in touch and clean mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my westside

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

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

5: The Game]
Hip Hop ain't dead, it took a couple shots
I it back to life, give it a couple shots
The comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Too many n*ggas hate me, but they scared to me
This ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist
I'm not an actor, but I'll show your b*tch Big
She givin' one blood, one love, on
140 the first week uhhhhh

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

[Verse 6: Fat
All n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff cases
With them styrofoams and fluid
I been gone to long and I'm down to it
Somebody go and get this n*gga a box
And I ain't talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll your b*tch too

[Verse 7: Lil
Five oh gangsta, new orleans soldier, banging under water,
fuck around and ya, lousiana gunner, im bout my holster,
and if you gettin greasy, im an ulcer, im back bein bool
on tha eastside,
im in the new orleans the blood at the beehive,
and nothin sweet unless its presidential,
cause that is i sleep, now give me my key

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

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

9: Jadakiss and Styles P]
One blood, we used to the
Came from the so we used to the killin'
Used to the males, makin' cracksales in the buildin'
How else you get the benz with the suede on the
Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to
Both loaded workin', we to pitch a shut out
I'm New York's king, I'm New York's n*gga
Anything in between's a target n*gga
D-B-L-O-C-K he
The hawk'll a nice home right where your cheeks stay
We got a mean team, Hip Hop 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 couple casualties, but we'll settle for one blood

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

[Verse 11: Juelz
Mic check, one two, one two
I'm strapped, you strapped, let's two on two
eyein' us in the iron bus
Leak ya, two of red juice, Hawaaiin punch
So what you boys 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 would grow to be a

12: Rick 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, we floss flagrant
Shame how I your life savings up in Las Vegas
I'm a better, I'm a heavy seller
Keep white in the office, call it Heller
Lettin' off a rounds, let the barrel pick
And we gon' sit here, wait for the Darryl

13: Twista]
b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me them n*ggas at
Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me them figures at
Game where 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' n*gga
him in that cherry six fo', shit ain't no stoppin' n*gga
Hit him in the head and the wit a bullet,
when I put him in the cemetery I gotta holler out

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

up, blood?

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

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

16: W.C.]
Who the rider, looter the gutter mayne
Chewed up in Carolina blue Hurricanes
From the westside, to get 'em
Where them killers throw that third up like Raymond Washington and
Tookie
Blue jeans, blue strings, blowin' blueberry
Cadillac on D's and a blue T
Money thick as cheese, chunkin' up the dub
What would the west be Snoop, Dub C and one blood

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

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

18: Bun B]
I'm comin' outta P.A.T., like Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, they never say back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., 95 Air Macs
Neon green outta club off a Fairfax
Acts a hundreds, just do it fool 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 give it
Wipe the streets wit ya you a swifter as a gifter

[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 defeatin'
So shut your mouth, have a seat an' be quiet till I clear the
My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin' all the room on tv
Like Eric they its easy, but it isnt easy believe me
to make a room in B.E. television if you wanna be me
Game said he room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee

20: Slim Thug]
Its one if you blood or cuz
that number 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, rappers, standin' out on the blocks
get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot
Put ya in the air, scream f**k the cops
We gon' rep for the hood mayne, it or not

[Verse 21: Young
My feed mashable, are catastrophical
Cars is improfable, I'm obstacles
I made it logical, my topic is impossible
I got a potna name shoe cuz shorty real crossable
me to pop a do', cars be tropical
All choppable, all blocks are moppable
I am unstoppable, my is toxible
Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not a brand

[Verse 22: The
Red rum, red rum, such in the tongue
Never in the wildest, was he da dum
on n*ggas, feel it to the numb
Japanese brought flavor to these bums
Consider me the savior, look what the lord ya
My celebrated presence, like the of Grateful
Frolic in the snow, so
And revivin' the track like we through jumper cables
What duo, you know, get XXL
While off Coolio
Classic shit, we this
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
down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much
The style, wanna up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like coke these days, re-up
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 sets if your cuz or blood
n*ggas we all bleed, these can't breathe
Only because the guns are drawn and to part
n*ggas they got bullets with names on
Want 'em, 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 between one and one blood