Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out

I never used to snore in my sleep this rap shit started
Warm fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now moving so fast
But broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women 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 wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six I infiltrated the system
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, 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 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 wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's 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 albums from filling disc changer
If you ever think of me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand
year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, got gigantic balls
Plus his money flowing 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 words
I'ma start my own beverage, calm 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 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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me when I'm up on the block
And always waiting for my CD's to drop
White love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' are my fans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
So find my in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' might scream
It's hard, other albums are 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 biting yo' nails
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 dying of
I get drunk in the winter, high in the summer
Watch out, my album's up McDonald's numbers
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 me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your 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 your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!