Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to snore in my 'til this rap shit started
Warm fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so
But being broke with no food is just a thing of the
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like women with ass
And y'all praying that I Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get
In I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I the system
If you find better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas giving me props cause 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, wish 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, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but talk to strangers
I'm just a few from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stopping me, it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set me, chunk 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
his money keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma you a curve
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way words
I'ma my own beverage, it'll calm 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 that I'm right, punk wish me
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!

My black people show me love I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waiting for my to drop
people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my 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 Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's
Around the getting paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the label that practice fighting ourselves
We probably on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's
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, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, 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 that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!