Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed

Yeah, yeah, happened, ayy

Four later they still sleepin' on me
And I ain't get the strap 'cause 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 my goonies to your crib and
you can die inside your livin'
If gettin' money mean you dumb then fuck it I been a
And I ain't just go and get the I built the kitchen too
I'd rather be inside pussy than do this interview
Little gay nigga hoes been on me since middle
Break up with a by next week I won't remember you
Just I'm put it in don't mean I'm into you
Into foreign countries with a foreing chick, foreing
Foreign food, shoes, just a bunch of foreing shit
Niggas out and [?] you recordin' this
Put two hundred thousand on my just for talkin' shit
Fuck it up on and shit, red handle done, importin' shit
It's funny how haters shots but they ain't callin' it
Uh, clear the way make some room please
a real nigga walkin' in

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

Ouuu, shake 'em off
Niggas 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, drop panties, no please, she don't need plan Bs
She pop' xannies, like it's candy, why she antsy
But she nasty, and I'm a bread nigga with an attitude
It's Young M.A, make sure M.A is capital
Being broke is a joke that's why I'm never in a laughin'
Always got the trap like they some talbot shoes
Get or die, I had to chose
Get rich or die tryin', Curtis move
Bipolar, can't control her, keep it true me
Strike my shoulder cause my mind is like a bag of screws

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

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