Luyện nghe bài hát Blooded

[Lil' talking]
Py til I die,
because,
pyru, b's up,
I'm me

Young is the label
Let us in the door,
comin in this
all red to the
And I'm blooded
and I'm soowoop
I got bloods on
bloods at my
Fuck with my
got blood on cloths
And I'm blooded (2x's)

Once its on,
yea I'm in the booth
at the top
like a tac in the
on these hoes
like a in a suit
Still on my
not a crack in my
talkin about me
but I don't a hoot (fuck 'em!)
niggas still lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
tough till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm like a
They on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
like young jeezy
in da lima bean
Smoked out my mind
and now I'm 3-D
Dope boy from my fitted
to my DC
All red so these know who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht it seaweed

Yea, I advance my
and they must like
like it so much,
they say they write
at the dog,
but I don't back
I CPR
I aint bringin they life
CVR
bad on a bite back
on my wrist,
yea the bright pack
Ima shine, I live da light at
Airforce fly call me a nike
Brand new coupe same as the sky
The dash say 2, know I'm gon try
Cop me over lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my lord know I'm gon fry
niggas throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all over them
throwin darts never hit the bullseye
Young money bitch new orleans side

Yea, been around the world rep the thang
Been around the world its the gang
B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat bang bang
I tol my homie streets can't on life
So he popped the X pill and didn't all night
I aint worried you I'm just tryin do me
Last album did 2 I'm just do 3
I am wat every pair of oughta see
Bitches just wish they could call and me
My momma used to me just get a 9 to 5
money made her say never mind I'm fine
(B's up!)