Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to snore in my 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts 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 life's moving so
But being broke with no food is a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like women with ass
And y'all praying that I 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 these rappers wanna what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? 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 I might use it against 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, 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 three wishes, blow 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 from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand
Next year I'm looking into Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got balls
Plus his money keeps flowing like Niagara
We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma you a curve
You mad cause I'm a and got a way with words
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your
the New Generation, 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, punk wish me
But after your three wishes, 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, wish me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me love when I'm up on the
And Latinos waiting for my CD's to drop
White people love the flow, say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' are my fans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might
It's hard, other albums are than ice cream
Yo' are my scans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
Now throwing up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the globe paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice fighting
We probably getting on your nerves, Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay in the summer
Watch out, my putting up McDonald's numbers
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, then me home
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, wish 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!