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 bitch
all red to the
And I'm soowoop
and I'm soowoop
I got bloods on
bloods at my
Fuck my bloods
got on your cloths
And I'm blooded (2x's)

Once its on,
yea I'm in the booth
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 about me
but I give a hoot (fuck 'em!)
These still lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
Talk tough I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm like a
They on me
I'm just to be weezy
Just like young
in da lima bean
Smoked out my baby
and now I'm 3-D
Dope boy fresh my fitted
to my DC
All red so these know who we be
We B's we B's
flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
Gettin on a yacht call it seaweed

Yea, I my flow
and they like that
They it so much,
they say they write
at the dog,
but I don't bite
I CPR
I aint they life back
CVR
bad bitch on a bite
on my wrist,
yea the bright pack
Ima shine, I live 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 me over lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk lord I'm gon fry
Them niggas throwin all over my fries
So ima just all over them guys
Niggas throwin never hit the bullseye
Young money new orleans east side

Yea, been around the world rep the same
Been around the world its the gang
B's up B's up flame blaaat 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 album did 2 I'm just do 3
I am wat pair of eyes oughta see
Bitches just wish they could and order me
My momma to tell me just get a 9 to 5
money made her say never mind I'm fine
(B's up!)