Luyện nghe bài hát Bleed the Same Blood

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we beat on the same
(Yeah!) not about where ya at
(Yeah!) It's about you come from
And I'mma keep on 'til the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

Unstoppable, yo, Maino!
Ran up in Atlantic, 'em let me go
Smack my A&R and grabbed him by his
Playin with my life'll get you
in and out of church like I'm the yellow Ma$e
All-black fleet like when get in
Missiles aimed at yo' building Osama livin
"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm screamin from that Mase'
(How About Some Hardcore) it's '93
deep, feel the pain in my homie's face
And then you'll understand why my homies bang
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a deal
Gun boys be "Maino is a real nigga"
Yeah, me and bleed the same blood
Handcuffed to the bus, we the thugs
Never fear, just that I'mma ride for ya
All black baby welcome to my

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same
(Yeah!) And we beat on the same
(Yeah!) It's not about ya at
(Yeah!) It's about where you come
And I'mma keep on thuggin the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

I tell somebody yeahhhhh

I'm passionate gettin this money
Handlin those that be on takin it from me
of these niggas forgot I be makin it funny
We're spendin like my fingers rotten papercut bloody
In case you ain't knowin we back dominatin the
Until I make these niggas black with the of a monkey
Balenciaga boss, address me as Mister
Eat salmons and tortellini down at the Bella
We move in silence you better whisper
And sizzle the with the heat until it hella blister
So bottles, got 'em for every drinker
So much I be callin mami a heavy thinker
Victorious like a nigga conquered another
Buyin bottles and drinkin to drown the
Could give a fuck your plan, watch how I handle that
If it ain't or Conglomerate, cancel that!

(Yeah!) We all the same blood
(Yeah!) And we on the same drum
(Yeah!) not about where ya at
(Yeah!) It's about you come from
And keep on thuggin 'til the day I DIE!
(Yeah!) Oh (Yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

I tell somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So inspirin when a doubt
around and see how niggas try to count me out
Only if niggas stepped in my and took a walk
And thought of shit I sacrificed I have to talk
And I'm like a bitch's on a clothesline
And treatin how I on another goldmine
While what God be havin for me
You can never stop what is destined, I hope you're for me