Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

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 stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so
But being broke with no is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women with ass
And y'all praying that I flop? it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip
All these rappers wanna know I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in six months I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm 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, 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 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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

It's to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stopping me, 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 looking buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and a look, he's got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps flowing Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way with
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, then wish me
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!

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 wish me
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black show me love 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' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass!
So my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are softer ice cream
Yo' are my scans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
Now Luda's 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 ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, huh? it out ya ass!
I been and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the
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, 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 that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!