Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

Kid Rock in this motherfucking house
Feel the effects of my shotgun
Mothers from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my shotgun
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
I'ma go above that, beyond the calls of my fuckin' duty
'Cause all these corney, phony emcees now a days move me

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

Grab me it hurt no one
A broken home always someone
Grab me it never 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 steady
From a of ol' Jimmy Beam
We fryin' up just like some motherfucking Jimmy Dean

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

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

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

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