Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm 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 so fast
But being broke with no food is a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white with ass
And y'all praying that I flop? it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in I get green
In I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All rappers wanna know 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 somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it them
C'mon, get Ludacris out! 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 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 wish me
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the Tontos I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with 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 hustler by but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and tall
Next year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got balls
Plus his money keeps flowing like Niagara
We all Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
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 and got a way with 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 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 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 after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me love when I'm up on the
And Latinos always waiting for my to drop
White people the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow 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, other albums are than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans, right? it out ya ass!
Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's
the globe getting paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that fighting ourselves
We getting on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my putting up McDonald's numbers
You over 6 million served, 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 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 three wishes, blow it out ya ass!