I'm Blooded Lyrics

[Wayne Intro:]

Py til I die (just because)

(laughs) ‘til I die

..piru

B's up

Bitch I'm me (yeah)

[Chorus:]

Young money is the label (Blah)

Let us in the door (Blah)

coming in this bitch all red to the floor

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (yeah)

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (yeah)

I got Bloods on stage (Blah)

Bloods at my shows (blah)

Fuck with my Bloods

got blood on your clothes

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (Blood Bitch)

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (get ‘em)

[Verse 1:]

Once again it’s on (laughs)

yeah I'm back in the booth (yeah)

stand at the top like a tac in the roof

still on these hoes like a mack in a suit

still on my toes not a crack in my shoe (let’s go)

Rappers talking about me

but I don't give a who? (fuk ‘em)

These niggas still lying

I'm the muthafukin truth (fuk ‘em)

Talk tough till I knock off your kuff

And I own my team

I'm like a Maloof (yeah)

They hatin on me

I'm just tryin to be weezy (ow)

Just like Young Jeezy in lambobinghini

(what up boy)

smoked out my mind baby

now I'm seein 3D (yeah)

Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC’s

All red so these hoes know who we B’z (B’z up)

We B's, Bloods, We B's

Pop, pop flow ya'll niggas sweet peas

getting high on a yacht call it see me

[Chorus:]

Young money is the label (Blah)

Let us in the door (Blah)

coming in this bitch all red to the floor

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (yeah)

I got Bloods on stage (Blah)

Bloods at my shows (blah)

Fuck with my Bloods

got blood on your clothes

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (yeah)

(c’mon)

[Verse 2:]

Yeah, I advance my flow (yeah)

and they must like that (yeah)

They like it so much

they say they write that (laughs)

Barking at the dog

but I don't bite back

I ain’t CPR I aint bringin they life back

(?) -- bad bitch on a bite back

Skittles on my wrist

yeah nigga the bright pack

I’m a shine, I live where the light at

Air force fly call me a night jet

Brand new coupe same color as the sky

The dash same too, y’all know I'm gon’ try

Cop pull me over y’all know I'm gon’ lie

They go up in my trunk y’all know I'm gon’ fry

Them niggas throwing salt all over my fries

So I’m a just walk all over them guys

Niggas throwing darts never hit the bulls eye

Young money bitch new Orleans east side

[Chorus:]

Young money is the label (ha)

Let us in the door (yeah)

coming in this bitch all red to the floor

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

I got Bloods on stage (Blah)

Bloods at my shows (blah)

Fuck with my Bloodz

got blood on your clothes

I'm blooded Soo Woo

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

(yeah)

[Verse 3:]

Yeah,

Been around the world

rep the same thang

Been around the world

it’s the same gang

B'z up, B'z up flame gang

(braa braat braaat braaat)

Bang, Bang

I told my homie streetz

You can't sleep on life

So he popped the X pill

and didn't sleep all night (yeah)

I ain’t worried ‘bout you

I'm just trying do me

Last album did 2

I'm just trying do 3 (go)

I am what every pair of eyes are to see

Bitches wish they could just call and order me

my momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5

Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine

(B's up!)

[Chorus:]

Young money is the label (yeah)

Let us in the door (yeah)

We coming in this bitch

all red to the floor (just because)

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

(just because)and I'm blooded Soo Woo (yeah)

I got Bloods on stage (Blah)

Bloods at my shows (blah)

Fuck with my Bloodz

got blood on your clothes

and I'm blooded Soo Woo

and I'm blooded Soo Woo (Soo Woo)

(Soo Woo)

Py ‘til I die

Yeah, yeah

Py ‘til I die

Piru to Damu

(Yeah) (laughs)

SOO WOO