Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out

I never used to snore in my sleep 'til rap shit started
thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' Blow it out ya ass!
In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just a of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women 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 I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I infiltrated the
If you find better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it against
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, punk me wrong
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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner Jews but don't talk to strangers
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, chunk it up and 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 money keeps flowing like 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 words
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, wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me
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 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 your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My people show me love when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waiting for my CD's to
White love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass!
So find my album in the and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might
It's hard, other are softer than ice cream
Yo' are my scans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's
Around the globe getting paid, you home biting yo'
DTP, the only label that practice ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, huh? 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
Watch out, my album's putting up numbers
You over 6 million served, huh? 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 I'm right, punk wish 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, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!