Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

Kid Rock back in this motherfucking
Feel the effects of my shotgun
Mothers crying from these blasts
the effects of my shotgun blast
People dying these shotgun blasts

'Cause I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', a real one does
So if your rap's in jack, sweep it under the rug
'Cause I'ma go above that, beyond the calls of my duty
'Cause all corney, phony emcees now a days don't move me

So I'm a it proof G, so make waves
I got a full time pay, to dig graves
Because I'm emcees and sharin' their ladies
Now you rolled hoes are my babies

Grab me it never no one
A home always hurts someone
me it never hurt no one
I saw kids get shot, don't guns

And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one
Rockin', shockin' on the stage, with a a steady buzz
From a fifth of ol' Beam
We fryin' emcees up just like motherfucking Jimmy Dean

Sausage pattys, and smoking cabbies it's no thing
more Colt's then the 45 king
Swingin' emcees like a cow rope
And if the guns too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin'

'Cause that's the way I like to do shit
Every I get my gamble on
Yeah that's the way I like to do Holmes
I never stay in one spot, I was to roam

Feel like I got bank but it's not enough
'Cause I want more bank see, than my grandkids could spend
So if ya need some cheep slut, speak up
hoe's know not to ask for cash, 'cause I'm a cheap fuck

Feel the effects of my blast
Mothers from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my shotgun
People dying from shotgun blasts