Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap started
Warm fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you it and then fart it
And y'all I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so
But being with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new like white women with ass
And praying that I flop? 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 these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I infiltrated the
If you find better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it against
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 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 me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

time 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 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 me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking into Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and a look, he's got gigantic balls
his money keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus 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 and got a way with words
I'ma my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me
But after three 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
White people the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow 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, Blow it out ya ass!
Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's
Around the globe paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice ourselves
We probably on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while y'all of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, high in the summer
out, my album's putting up McDonald's 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, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me
But after your three wishes, 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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!