Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

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

me it never hurt no one
A broken always hurts someone
Grab me it hurt no one
I saw kids get shot, sell guns

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

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

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

Feel like I got bank but it's not enough
'Cause I want more bank see, than my grandkids ever spend
So if ya need cheep slut, then 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 shotgun
People from these shotgun blasts