Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

I never used to snore in my 'til this rap shit 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 life's moving so
But being with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white with ass
And y'all praying 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 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 find somebody better, then I'm sorry I 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I use it against them
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 me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish 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, punk wish me
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

It's to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling disc changer
If you ever think of me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking buying Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and a look, he's got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
out to Bill 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 your 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 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, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

My black show me love when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waiting for my CD's to
White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you 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, it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are 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 label that practice fighting
We probably on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while y'all of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
You over 6 served, huh? Blow 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 your 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 wish me
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!