Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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

If you mad I'm on top, then me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, then 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 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 three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone
I eat dinner with but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc
If you ever of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking into buying Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
and take a look, he's got gigantic balls
Plus his keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a
You mad I'm a thief and got a way with words
start 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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But your three wishes, 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!

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

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