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 this
all red to the
And I'm soowoop
and I'm blooded
I got bloods on
bloods at my
Fuck with my
got blood on cloths
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
like a in a suit
on my toes
not a crack in my
Rappers talkin me
but I don't a hoot (fuck 'em!)
These niggas still
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
Talk tough I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm a Maloof
They on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
Just young jeezy
in da bean Ghini
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 flow yea niggas sweet peas
Gettin on a yacht call it seaweed

Yea, I my flow
and must like that
They it so much,
they say write that
at the dog,
but I don't back
I CPR
I aint they life back
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 dash say 2, lord I'm gon try
Cop me over lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk know I'm gon fry
Them throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all over guys
Niggas throwin darts never hit the
Young money bitch new orleans east

Yea, been around the world rep the same
Been around the world its the same
B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat bang bang
I tol my homie streets can't 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 pair of eyes oughta see
Bitches just they could call 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!)