Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never to snore in my sleep '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' Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's so fast
But being with no food is just a thing of the past
I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all praying 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 wanna know I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I infiltrated the
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, then me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your 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 wish me
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your 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 albums from filling your disc
If you ever think of stopping me, it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand
year 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 Niagara Falls
We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a and got a way with words
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 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, wish me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people me love when I'm up on the block
And always waiting for my CD's to drop
White people love the flow, say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' might scream
It's hard, other albums are softer 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 globe paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice fighting
We probably getting on your nerves, huh? it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the
Watch out, my album's putting up numbers
You over 6 million served, huh? 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, punk wish me
But after your 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 three wishes, it out ya ass!