Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out

I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap started
thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then it
And y'all think I'm gon' Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now moving so fast
But being broke no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women with ass
And praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it them
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 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 wish me
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, it up and stand tall
Next year I'm into buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic
his money keeps flowing like 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, throw you a curve
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, 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 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, wish me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me when I'm up on the block
And Latinos waiting for my CD's to drop
people 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 might
It's hard, albums are softer than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans, Blow it out ya ass!
Now throwing up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the globe getting paid, you home biting yo'
DTP, the label that practice fighting ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, huh? it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while dying of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's
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, wish me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish 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 wishes, blow it out ya ass!