Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

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

So I'm a it proof G, so make waves
I got a time pay, start 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 home always hurts
Grab me it hurt no one
I saw get shot, don't sell guns

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

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

that's the way I like to do shit Holmes
Every I get my gamble on
Yeah the way I like to do shit Holmes
I stay in one spot, I was born to roam

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

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