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 soowoop
and I'm blooded
I got on stage
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 hoes
like a mack in a
Still on my
not a in my shoe
Rappers about me
but I don't a hoot (fuck 'em!)
These niggas lyin
I'm the truth (fuck 'em!)
tough till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team,
I'm like a
They on me
I'm tryin to be weezy
Just like young
in da lima bean
out my mind baby
and now I'm 3-D
boy fresh from my fitted
to my DC
All red so these know who we be
We B's we B's
Popeye flow yea niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht it seaweed

Yea, I my flow
and they like that
They it so much,
they say write that
at the dog,
but I don't bite
I CPR
I aint bringin they back
CVR
bad bitch on a back
on my wrist,
yea nigga the bright
Ima shine, I live da light at
Airforce fly call me a nike
Brand new same color as the sky
The say 2, lord 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 niggas throwin salt all over my
So ima just all over them guys
Niggas throwin darts hit the bullseye
Young money 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 homie streets sleep on life
So he the X pill and didn't sleep all night
I aint worried bout you I'm tryin do me
Last album did 2 I'm tryin do 3
I am wat every pair of oughta see
Bitches just they could call and order me
My used to tell me just get a 9 to 5
money made her say never mind I'm fine
(B's up!)