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
Fuck 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 in the booth
at the top like a tack in the roof
Still on hoes like 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 I'm the motherfucking truth
tough till I knock off your koufe
And I own my team, I'm like a
They hating on me, I'm just to be Weezy
Just like Young in a Lamborghini
Smoked out my baby and now I'm seeing 3D
boy fresh from my fitted 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 must like
They like it so much, they say they write
Barking at the dog, but I don't bite
I ain't CPR, I ain't bringing they life
Bad CPR, bad bitch on a bike
on my wrist, yeah nigga the bright pack
I'ma shine, I where the light at
Air Force fly, me a night 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 know I'm to fry
niggas throwing salt all over my fries
So I'ma just all over them guys
Niggas darts, never hit the bull's-eye
Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside

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