Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you it and then fart it
And think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being with no food is just a thing of the past
I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all 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 rappers wanna know what 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, I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me cause I might 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, 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 me gone
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 three wishes, it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the 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 think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set against me, it up and stand tall
year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
and take a look, he's got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus 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 and got a way with words
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 me gone
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 three wishes, it out ya ass!

My black people show me love I'm up on the block
And Latinos waiting for my CD's to drop
White people the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my album in the 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' scans are my scans, right? 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 label that practice fighting ourselves
We probably getting on 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
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's
You 6 million 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 wish me
And if you mad that I'm right, punk 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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!