Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed

Yeah, yeah, happened, ayy

Four years they still sleepin' on me
And I ain't gotta get the strap I still keep it on me
crazy how I got a big dick without a dick, uh
It's Young M.A. don't ever let that name out yo' lips
I'm the big goon,
I send my to your crib and
you can die inside your room
If gettin' money mean you dumb then it I been a fool
And I ain't just go and get the food I built the too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this
Little gay nigga hoes been on me since middle
Break up a bitch by next week I won't remember you
Just because I'm put it in mean I'm into you
Into foreign with a foreing chick, foreing whip
food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreing shit
Niggas wildin' out and [?] you this
Put two hundred thousand on my balance just for shit
it up on tour and shit, red handle done, importin' shit
It's funny how haters throwin' shots but ain't callin' it
Uh, clear the way make some please excuse
a real nigga walkin' in

Huh M.A bitch
You got somethin' on your then say that shit (say that shit)
We this is not a play pound
In words we don't play that shit
M.A 'bout to drop, better that shit
love me man, them niggas hate that shit
They be like ooouuu, I hate that
Ooouuu but ain't are broke, and ain't I rich

Ouuu, ouuu 'em off
wasn't on their job, had to lay 'em off
Her wasn't on her job, had to break her off
words for these hoes, take it off
Ouuu, panties, no hands please, she don't need plan Bs
She pop' xannies, like candy, that's why she antsy
But she nasty, and I'm a thorough nigga with an attitude
Young M.A, make sure that M.A is capital
Being broke is a that's why I'm never in a laughin' mood
got the trap clickin' like they some talbot shoes
Get rich or die, I had to
Get rich or die tryin', Curtis move
Bipolar, can't her, keep it true with me
Strike across my shoulder my mind is like a bag of screws

Huh M.A bitch
You got somethin' on your then say that shit (say that shit)
We kingpins is not a play pound
In other we don't play that shit
M.A to drop, better play that shit
Hoes me man, them niggas hate that shit
They be like ooouuu, I that bitch
Ooouuu but they are broke, and ain't I rich

Flex, heard the least
In this motherfuckin' booth leave it degrees
Cookin' crack up in that stew I serve the fiends
Hop in that tell the driver umm, [?]
Rich and filthy still rock silky red rose
and blue, that gray one too, just copped that burgundy
I swear I try to chase my but it ain't work for me
Fuck a bitch currently my mood is currency
And I'm, Hennessy, make sure it's perfect please
I'm countin' up, she said 'How much?' I infinity
If I'm come for you they do not sent for me
'Cause I pop this brand new Glock and take her virginity (grr)
Uh, big pimpin' Gs
What I look like trickin' on a bitch, ain't the shit for me
being my vicinity without abilities
All you suck my nuts and suck my dignity