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,
in this bitch
all red to the
And I'm blooded
and I'm blooded
I got bloods on
bloods at my
Fuck my bloods
got blood on cloths
And I'm blooded (2x's)

again its on,
yea I'm in the booth
at the top
like a tac in the
on these hoes
like a mack in a
on my toes
not a in my shoe
Rappers talkin me
but I don't give a (fuck 'em!)
niggas still lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
Talk till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm a Maloof
They on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
Just like jeezy
in da lima bean
Smoked out my baby
and now I'm 3-D
boy fresh from my fitted
to my DC
All red so these hoes who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
high on a yacht call it seaweed

Yea, I my flow
and they must that
like it so much,
they say they that
at the dog,
but I don't bite
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 me a nike check
Brand new coupe same as the sky
The dash say 2, lord I'm gon try
Cop pull me lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk know I'm gon fry
niggas throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all them guys
Niggas throwin darts hit the bullseye
money bitch new orleans east side

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