Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', like 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 fuckin'
'Cause all these corney, phony emcees now a don't move me

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

me it never hurt 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 a steady buzz
From a fifth of ol' Jimmy
We fryin' up just like some motherfucking Jimmy Dean

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

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

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

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