Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

I never to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and
whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's so fast
But being broke with no food is a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new like white women with ass
And y'all praying that I flop? it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get
In Atlanta I get sleep, in I sip lean
All these rappers wanna what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in six months I infiltrated the system
If you somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it against
C'mon, get out! Blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me
If you mad I'm on the road, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to
I'm just a few from filling your disc changer
If you ever of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand
Next I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got balls
Plus his money keeps flowing Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way words
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm nerves
the New Generation, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me
If you mad I'm on the road, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waiting for my CD's to
people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' are my fans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
So find my in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might
hard, other albums are softer than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans, Blow it out ya ass!
Now Luda's up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the globe getting paid, you home yo' nails
DTP, the only that practice fighting ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while y'all dying of
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my putting up McDonald's numbers
You over 6 million served, Blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!