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!) about where you come from
And keep on thuggin '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 get you yellow-taped
in and out of church like I'm the yellow Ma$e
All-black fleet like when get in
Missiles aimed at yo' like Osama livin
"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm screamin that Mase' seat
(How Some Hardcore) like it's '93
deep, feel the pain in my homie's face
And only then you'll understand why my homies
up, this is us, fuck a deal nigga
Gun be like "Maino is a real nigga"
Yeah, me and Bust bleed the blood
to the bus, we the same thugs
Never fear, know that I'mma ride for ya
All black baby welcome to my

(Yeah!) We all bleed the blood
(Yeah!) And we beat on the drum
(Yeah!) It's not about 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 gotta tell somebody

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

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

I gotta somebody, yeahhhhhhhh

So inspirin when a nigga
around and see how niggas try to count me out
Only if niggas stepped in my and took a walk
And thought of I sacrificed I wouldn't have to talk
And I'm like a bitch's on a clothesline
And treatin how I stumbled on another
While embracin God be havin for me
You can never stop what is destined, I you're happy for me