Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

'Cause I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', like a one does
So if rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it under the rug
'Cause I'ma go that, beyond the calls of my fuckin' duty
'Cause all these corney, phony emcees now a 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 buryin' emcees and sharin' their
Now you rolled are carrying my babies

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

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

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

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

Feel I got bank but it's not enough friend
'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 of my shotgun blast
Mothers from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my blast
People dying these shotgun blasts