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
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then it
And y'all I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just a thing of the
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women ass
And y'all praying that I Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip
All these rappers know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? 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 out! 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!

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, punk me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to up the Tontos cause 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 think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by but criminal by law
Any charges set me, chunk it up and stand tall
year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, got gigantic balls
his money keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, 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 your
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 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, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, 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, they say, "Dude, you rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might
It's hard, albums are softer 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
Around the globe getting paid, you biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that fighting ourselves
We probably getting on nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while y'all of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay in the summer
Watch out, my putting up McDonald's 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, 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, wish 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!