Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (West Coast Remix)

Uh huh


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

1: Jim Jones]

Peace blood, peace (peace blood)
We all thugs and we run the streets (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why cause I coppin' out (nope)
And I f**k wit b-boys who them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will the boys bring the coppers out
And we ballin', for all the is what 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 money up, this cane is we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I claim
Its Dipset, don of the bird gang

2: Snoop Dogg]
They the D-O-dub
Why you trippin' cuz
21, 20 and all of us is crippin' cuz
We a different street, all got that different heat
But we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same 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 in touch and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my westside

3: Nas]
Game got at me about the remix, its an my n*gga
I made rap one blood, say I'm signin' wit Jigga
I got gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers clap at me
I got these corny wanna be diss kings on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' and take me away
But I'm the true living, legend I'm not to be
your whole hood holler shit about my progression

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

9: Jadakiss and Styles P]
One blood, we to the spillin'
Came the hood so we used to the killin'
Used to the black males, cracksales in the buildin'
How else you get the with the suede on the ceilin'
Blood in, out, me and homie back to back
Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a out
I'm New York's king, I'm New York's n*gga
Anything in between's a motherf**kin' n*gga
he spray
The hawk'll find a home right where your cheeks stay
We got a mean team, Hip Hop team
Them boys is only in the projects on 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

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

11: Juelz Santana]
Mic check, one two, one two
I'm strapped, you strapped, play 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 sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach
told me not to play with fire but
She never I would grow to be a liar

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

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

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

what up,

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

15: Daz]
Draped in blue the gangsta crew
RIP for n*ggas who stay true
Deep in the crevices
See the better wit
Dwellin' in the land of the gang wit the fleshin'
I'm legendary, yes yes, a
Throwin' up two C's, wit two guns in my
I'm from Long city, a crip next to Compton
wit my n*gga Game, if you n*ggas want problems
From the streets to the suites, anywhere we can
Then live on to Compton, swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to

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

[Verse 17:
The Bay Area, f**kers we
you up if you got a problem
Uh uh, born in
Clean your clock, open your can of
Make a choice to see the lord's heaven
Get chest laid out wit the FM 57
You think shit you can do will do but
But in the Yay, there ain't to do but catch bodies

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

18: Bun B]
I'm straight outta P.A.T., like Compton in all black
But we say what it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., 95 Air Macs
Neon outta fight club off a Fairfax
Acts a hundreds, do it fool I done 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 don't give a reason
Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll competin' to be
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 they think its easy, but it easy believe me
Need to make a room in B.E. if you wanna be me
Game he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee

[Verse 20: Slim
Its one if you blood or cuz
From that number one thug, its 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
Tryna get up out the mayne, and stack 'em a knot
Put ya sets in the air, f**k the cops
We gon' rep for the hood mayne, it or not

[Verse 21: Dro]
My feed mashable, are catastrophical
Cars is improfable, I'm overcomin'
Trappin' I it logical, my topic is impossible
I got a potna name shoe strings cuz shorty real
me to pop a do', cars 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, such in the tongue
Never in the wildest, was he da dum
Style on n*ggas, it to the numb
Japanese thread brought flavor to 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 we flowin' through jumper cables
duo, you know, get XXL kudos
While coppin' off
shit, we mastered this
Left for dead, I'm back, I'm

The Game]
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, keep up, I'd advise you to speed up
money movin' like coke 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
we all bleed, these n*ggas can't breathe
Only because the guns are drawn and aimed to
n*ggas they got with names on them
Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll where to get at me
Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be me
You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in
Who sadly gets torn one crip and one blood