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 gon' Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's so fast
But broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like women with ass
And praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I '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, then 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 three wishes, 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 to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums filling your disc changer
If you ever think of me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and tall
Next year I'm looking into buying Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and a look, he's got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps flowing Niagara Falls
We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way with
I'ma my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 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!

My black show me love when I'm up on the block
And always waiting for my CD's to drop
White love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' are my fans, right? 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, other albums are softer 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
the globe getting paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the label that practice fighting ourselves
We getting on your nerves, huh? 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 album's 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, wish me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

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