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

Once its on,
yea I'm back in the
at the top
like a tac in the
Still on hoes
a mack in a suit
Still on my
not a crack in my
Rappers talkin me
but I give a hoot (fuck 'em!)
niggas still lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
Talk tough till I knock off your
And I own my team,
I'm like a
hatin on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
Just like jeezy
in da lima Ghini
Smoked out my baby
and now I'm 3-D
Dope boy from my fitted
to my DC
All red so these hoes who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye flow yea ya'll sweet peas
Gettin high on a call it seaweed

Yea, I advance my
and they like that
They it so much,
they say they that
at the dog,
but I don't bite
I CPR
I aint bringin life back
CVR
bad bitch on a bite
on my wrist,
yea nigga the bright
Ima shine, I where da light at
Airforce fly call me a check
Brand new coupe color as the sky
The dash say 2, know I'm gon try
Cop pull me over lord I'm gon lie
go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry
Them throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all them guys
Niggas throwin never hit the bullseye
Young money bitch new orleans side

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