Luyện nghe bài hát One Blood (West Coast Remix)

Uh huh


Birdgang
You know it is
When you see me two you homie
You f**k keep triple ninin', have some integrity

[Verse 1: Jim

Peace blood, almighty (peace blood)
We all and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will the boys bring the coppers out
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we out
My feary side, we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and muf**ka bang
Get ya money up, cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin'
Its Dipset, capital don of the gang

[Verse 2: Dogg]
They the D-O-dub
Why you trippin' cuz
21, 20 and all of us is crippin' cuz
We from a different street, all got that different
But when we move the for Game, cuz we on the same beat
So if you f**k wit blood, you f**k wit us
And we ain't duds, cuz we bustin' slugs
We sure to stay in and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga

3: Nas]
Game got at me about the remix, its an my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm wit Jigga
I got gettin' mad at me
I got new jack rappers tryna clap at me
I got these wanna be diss song kings on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me
But I'm the true living, I'm not to be questioned
Have whole hood holler shit about my progression

4: T.I.]
You my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I the smitty's wit me, shhh they comin to get me
Hey Wut You
I'm prepared in the and all
Wit Chimme Chose, you can call me draw McGraw
b*tch I'ma cut fool, better call the law
I start sprayin', f**k n*gga fall and crawl
I press like Puff, no pause at all
Choppin' in the all the walls
Thats all saw

[Verse 5: The
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple
I bring it back to life, it a couple shots
The kings comin', no I'm not
Too many n*ggas me, but they scared to face me
ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist Deep
I'm not an actor, but I'll show b*tch Big Meat
She givin' one blood, one love, on
140 thousand the week uhhhhh

The Game]
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

[Verse 6: Fat
All these n*ggas wanna front trill them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in cases
With styrofoams and embalmin' fluid
I been gone to long and I'm down to it
go and get this n*gga a pine box
And I ain't talkin' about a measly nine shots
I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, smack your b*tch too

7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four gangsta, new orleans soldier, banging water,
fuck and soak ya, lousiana gunner, im bout my holster,
and if you gettin greasy, im an ulcer, im back bein bool
on tha eastside,
im in the new orleans the blood at the beehive,
and nothin sweet unless its presidential,
cause that is i sleep, now give me my key

8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty still sweet
We will blackwall street by the with heat
If Def Jam, they gonna him
And Reggaeton ain't hot in the no mo', its okay I get it poppin'
Back to the forest for deep, these little knees

Who believers an opportunity to breathe
And you ain't go overseas to see our rap shit
You can to Lefrak Queens and get jacked quick

[Verse 9: Jadakiss and P]
One blood, we to the spillin'
from the hood so we used to the killin'
Used to the males, makin' cracksales in the buildin'
How else you get the benz the suede on the ceilin'
Blood in, blood out, me and back to back
loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out
I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest
Anything in a motherf**kin' target n*gga
D-B-L-O-C-K he
The hawk'll find a nice home right your cheeks stay
We got a mean team, Hip Hop team
Them boys is only in the projects on green
No security, put you on the
I'm the bomb, I'm the detonator
One dutch, one bud, one burner, one
Want a couple casualties, but we'll for just one blood

10: Fabolous]
What it like, all I say it most
Shooters on the word, just say it Los'
I let n*ggas live, I told 'em pull the plug
Have goons pullin' gloves, the room full of slugs
Catch me trafficin' on colored dubs
Couple Africans with full of drugs
If they me, tell 'em line up
While I sit behind team, point 'em out a line up

[Verse 11: Juelz
Mic check, one two, one two
I'm strapped, you strapped, play two on two
You're us in the iron bus
Leak ya, two liters of red juice, Hawaaiin
So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm street
Your life's sweet, MTV's Beach
Mama told me not to play with but
She never told I grow to be a liar

12: Rick Ross]
One to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Say the fellows for the cars, see we for the fame
The boss made it, yeah we flagrant
Shame how I your life savings up in Las Vegas
I'm a better, I'm a heavy seller
Keep white in the office, call it Jerry
off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick
And we gon' sit here, for the Darryl Gates

[Verse 13:
b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me them n*ggas at
Chi got two and kings, show me where them killas at
Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them at
Game where triggers at, aim at them fitted caps
He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get choppers n*gga
He got the kush, I got the dope, get it poppin' n*gga
Hurt him in that cherry six fo', shit no stoppin' n*gga
Hit him in the head and the wit a bullet,
when I put him in the cemetery I gotta holler out

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

what up,

[Verse 14:
rollin' with two grips
Glock holdin' on the hip, rollin' wit two
Got two tiny locos ready to take
Shake and trips, high stakes to take grips
They know what's crackin' cuz, as we huddle
They hold down n*gga like spade and pinnochle
West coast bang, riders erasin' 'em
Got n*ggas raisin' up and riders replacin' 'em

15: Daz]
Draped in blue the gangsta crew
RIP for n*ggas who don't stay
Deep down in the
See the jets wit
Dwellin' in the land of the gang wit the fleshin'
I'm legendary, yes yes, a
Throwin' up two C's, wit two guns in my
I'm from Long Beach city, a next to Compton
Down wit my n*gga Game, if you n*ggas want
From the streets to the suites, we can meet
live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its to ride

16: W.C.]
Who the rider, through the gutter mayne
Chewed up in Carolina blue Hurricanes
From the westside, to get 'em
Where them killers throw that letter up like Raymond Washington and
Williams
Blue jeans, blue strings, blowin' green
on blue D's and a blue T
Money thick as cheese, chunkin' up the dub
What the west be without Snoop, Dub C and one blood

[Verse 17:
The Bay Area, f**kers we
you up if you got a problem
Uh uh, in California
Clean clock, open your can of tuna
Make a choice to see the hail lord's
Get your chest out wit the FM 57
You think shit you can do will do but
But in the Yay, there ain't to do but catch bodies

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

18: Bun B]
I'm comin' straight P.A.T., like Compton in all black
But when we say it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., like 95 Air
green outta fight club off a Fairfax
Acts a hundreds, just do it fool I done it
At the summit of rap and I'm you haters plummit
Run to it or run from it, to bun it give it
Wipe the streets wit ya like you a as a gifter

19: Chamillionaire]
I'm the youngster thats breathin' and I don't gotta give a reason
Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll competin' to be
My purpose is to get the an' as a purpose that should defeatin'
So shut mouth, have a seat an' be quiet till I clear the sheetin'
My tells me I'm greedy, hoggin' all the room on your tv
Like Eric they think its easy, but it easy believe me
Need to make a room in B.E. television if you be me
Game he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee

20: Slim Thug]
Its one if you blood or cuz
that number one thug, its still one love
I rep my blue boy but I do it for green
I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and
All the trappers, future rappers, standin' out on the
get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot
Put ya sets in the air, f**k the cops
We rep for the hood mayne, like it or not

21: Young Dro]
My mashable, murders are catastrophical
Cars is improfable, I'm obstacles
Trappin' I made it logical, my topic is
I got a potna name shoe strings cuz real crossable
me to pop a do', cars be tropical
All guns choppable, all are moppable
I am unstoppable, my is toxible
Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not a brand

22: The Clipse]
Red rum, red rum, such power in the
in the wildest, was he talkin' da dum
Style on n*ggas, feel it to the
Japanese thread brought flavor to these
Consider me the savior, look what the lord ya
My celebrated presence, like the return of
Frolic in the snow, so
And revivin' the track we flowin' through jumper cables
duo, you know, get XXL kudos
While coppin' off
Classic shit, we mastered
Left for dead, I'm back, I'm

[Hook: The
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,
Remix, remix, remix,

23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New
The Game, the RULE, one love, up
Hands down, touch, the flow is a bit much
The style, wanna up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like coke days, gotta re-up
G up, cop heaters and dare a n*gga to act up
You see us in seaters and throw it up
Its all hood, n*ggas rep your sets if your cuz or
n*ggas we all bleed, these n*ggas can't
Only because the guns are and aimed to part
n*ggas got bullets with names on them
'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me
Look at me, now pass me, you can be half me
You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets in family
Who sadly gets torn between one and one blood