Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blooded

Py I die
because!
Py I die

B's up
I'm me

Young is the label
Let us in the door, in this bitch all red to the floor
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
And I'm Blooded, soo woo
I got Bloods on stage, at my shows
Fuck with my Bloods, got blood on 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 like a in the roof
Still on these like a mack in a suit
Still on my toes not a in my shoe
talking about me but I don't give a hoot
These niggas lying I'm the motherfucking truth
Talk tough I knock off your koufe
And I own my team, I'm like a
hating on me, I'm just trying to be Weezy
Just like Jeezy in a Lamborghini
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, niggas sweet peas
Getting on a yacht, call it sea weed

2]
Yeah, I advance my flow, and they like that
They like it so much, they say they that
Barking at the dog, but I bite back
I ain't CPR, I ain't they life back
Bad CPR, bad bitch on a back
Skittles on my wrist, yeah 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 too, y'all know I'm going to try
Cop me over, y'all know I'm going to lie
They go up in my trunk, y'all I'm going to fry
niggas throwing salt all over my fries
So I'ma just walk all over them
Niggas darts, never hit the bull's-eye
Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside

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