Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and
Your paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? it out ya ass!
In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like women with ass
And praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in I sip lean
All these rappers know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I infiltrated the
If you find somebody better, then I'm 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, 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, 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!

It's time to saddle up the Tontos I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few from filling your disc changer
If you ever of stopping 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 I'm looking into 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 like Falls
We all Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
Shout out to 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, it'll calm 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 after 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, punk wish me
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people me love when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waiting for my to drop
White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my album in the and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma scream
hard, other albums are softer than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans, right? it out ya ass!
Now Luda's up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the getting paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice fighting
We probably getting on 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 album's putting up 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, wish me home
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 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 three wishes, blow it out ya ass!