Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

I never to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts fill the and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and fart it
And y'all think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now moving so fast
But being broke with no is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like women with ass
And y'all praying I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
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 just six months I the system
If you somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props I might use it against them
C'mon, get out! 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!

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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't to strangers
I'm a few albums 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 year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
Shout out to O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way with
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your
the New Generation, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
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 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 after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

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

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

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