Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blooded

Py I die
because!
Py I die

B's up
I'm me

Young Money is the
Let us in the door, coming in this bitch all red to the
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
I got on stage, Bloods at my shows
with my Bloods, got blood on your clothes
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm soo woo

1]
Once again it's on, yeah I'm back in the
Stand at the top a tack in the roof
Still on these hoes a mack in a suit
Still on my toes not a in my shoe
Rappers talking about me but I give a hoot
These niggas still lying I'm the motherfucking
Talk tough till I knock off koufe
And I own my team, I'm a Maloof
They hating on me, I'm just to be Weezy
Just like Young Jeezy in a
Smoked out my mind and now I'm seeing 3D
Dope boy fresh from my to my DC's
All red, so these hoes who we be
We B's, Bloods, we B's
Pop, pop flow, y'all niggas sweet
Getting on a yacht, call it sea weed

2]
Yeah, I advance my flow, and must like that
They like it so much, they say they write
Barking at the dog, but I don't back
I ain't CPR, I ain't bringing life back
Bad CPR, bad on a bike back
Skittles on my wrist, nigga the bright pack
I'ma shine, I where the light at
Air Force fly, call me a jet
Brand new coupe, same as the sky
The dash same too, y'all I'm going to try
Cop pull me over, y'all I'm going to lie
go up in my trunk, y'all know I'm going to fry
Them niggas throwing all over my fries
So I'ma walk all over them guys
Niggas throwing darts, never hit the
Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside

3]
Yeah, been around the world rep the thing
Been around the it's the same gang
B's up, B's up, gang, blat, blat, blat, blat, bang, bang
I told my homie Streetz you sleep on life
So he an X pill and didn't sleep all night
I ain't about you, I'm just trying do me
Last album did two, I'm just do three
I am what every of eyes ought to see
Bitches wish they could just call and me
My momma to tell me "Get a 9 to 5"
Cash Money made her say "Never I'm fine"