Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

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

So I'm a show it proof G, so waves
I got a full time pay, start to dig
Because I'm buryin' emcees and sharin' ladies
Now you rolled hoes are carrying my

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

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

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

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

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

Feel the effects of my shotgun
crying from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my blast
People from these shotgun blasts