Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then it
And think I'm gon' stop? Blow 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 women with ass
And y'all that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in six months 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 Ludacris out! 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 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 wish me
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

time 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, it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking into buying Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic
Plus his keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, 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 words
I'ma start my own beverage, calm your nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 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, wish me wrong
But after three wishes, blow 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 the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might
It's hard, other albums are softer than ice
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 getting paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, huh? it out ya ass!
I been and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up numbers
You over 6 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 that I'm right, punk wish me
But your 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, wish me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!