Luyện nghe bài hát Blooded

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

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

again its on,
yea I'm in the booth
at the top
like a tac in the
Still on these
like a in a suit
on my toes
not a crack in my
Rappers about me
but I give a hoot (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
hatin on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
Just like young
in da lima Ghini
out my mind baby
and now I'm 3-D
Dope boy fresh from my
to my DC
All red so hoes know who we be
We B's we B's
flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht it seaweed

Yea, I advance my
and they must that
They it so much,
they say write that
at the dog,
but I bite 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 me a nike check
Brand new coupe color as the sky
The say 2, lord know I'm gon try
Cop pull me lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk know I'm gon fry
Them niggas throwin salt all over my
So ima just walk all over them
Niggas darts never hit the bullseye
Young money bitch new east 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 blaaat bang
I tol my homie streets sleep on life
So he popped the X and didn't sleep all night
I aint worried you I'm just tryin do me
Last album did 2 I'm tryin do 3
I am wat every pair of eyes see
Bitches just wish they could and order me
My momma to tell me just get a 9 to 5
Cash money her say never mind I'm fine
(B's up!)