Luyện nghe bài hát Blow Up

All my brothers,
Let the world know it's hot 9, 7,
Shaolin it to the top all the ladies
Show some love sugar, on tonight
Keepin' the party aight

I be the one to break through your
Bomb carrier ready to explode in mode
You'll catch a bad at any given
I was marked for death, so now this is how the fuck I'm

Let me lay the law, let me connect
GP the new reign, fuck what you sayin' and thought
Standin' tall but you up short
Might a lot of games but this ain't your sport

Ran the wrong one, I'm the son of a gun
You target practice, hit you off for fun
Answer one question, what your mind?
To make you think that you fuck with my hip hop design

You out of fashion, on top of you got me laughin'
a gun toter up against an assassin
I'm the McCoy, old school B Boy
I seek, I could create or destroy

It's like that, with the strength to strike back
Full contact better your hardhat in combat
It's you or my contract
All you gotta say is where we get it on at and on

All my brothers,
Let the world know it's hot 9, 7,
Shaolin take it to the top all the
Show some love sugar, it's on
Keepin' the tight aight

Movin' in a city of where they don't play by the books
off the hook, got me on crop
Ready to pop in my circumference if we don't rock
But a lot of snitch makin' the streets too hot

Bitches too wanna be up in people's affairs
Let it die down, get it out the air
Gossipin' to get rich, 1-800 tips
dollar ho went international on the Richard Bey Show

Everybody blow overnight
The to my success is I don't get too hype
Laid killer instances, killer track, make a snap re-mack
bandzee verses worse than crack, highly addictive

The microphone's the dick
And I'm smash hits, I need to be rehabilitated
And if I to the beat that only
Makes the murder of the premeditated

How dare you even look my
Better yet cross my and have somethin' to say
You wack rapper don't you know who you fuckin'
suck my dick, June'll be the first to bust your shit

Word up, get yourself up, meanin' fast
The one that steps be the first one I click-click-blast
Hit 'em one up in his brain
But didn't kill 'em, I left him mentally

It be bloodstains on the from thugs postin'
Animosity towards me get you toasted
6 ways, 365 days, I be on the street, crime pays
Nicks, and Treys used to be my hustle

Until I how to grab heat
And it with the muscle
And rush you and pin you to the wall
I'm shifty, low down and gritty

All my brothers,
Let the world know hot
All the

Can you feel us all up in swat?
Can't touch the God lyrical far from typical
Thirsty niggas couldn't drink if walk a hundred miles
thousands of clones in half, bones left in paths

Casualty, SI be I soulful by the
self Allah, the golden mic holder
Got this whole locked like the Ayatollah
Rebel to levels as low as the devils
But the God dirt to dig they grave with the shovel

Try to slay the master, his rate beats faster
Assault and battery make it to remember
Behold, I the black
as charcoal with a soul as cold as December

Timber, raps that can injure
And in a cloud of smoke like a ninja
Great pretender, now it's time to deal with what's
War, four score with a raw niggas

You play the game of life and throw his life on the line
With these tank slang niggas, percent genuine
Mental got niggas doin' time and
got me ready to do crime

Watch me shine like a
Orally smack niggas on the ground they vomit
Frontin' all years you need to stop it
You see who comin', the owners of this era
Who the love but if necessary bring the terror

Self defense and retaliation, this fort
Throw them niggas off the in this rap sport
center's too short, your forwards' is backpedalin'
Your God's hard, how you think you better than

Niggas with a plan who behind thoughts
Made known, reality the grain blow
All over, universally consume your town fire
Blaze the shit we retire

All my brothers,
Let the world it's hot 9, 7, what?
Shaolin it to the top all the ladies
Show some sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin' the party tight,

All my brothers,
Let the world it's hot 9, 7, what?
Shaolin take it to the top all the
some love sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin' the tight, aight

All the ladies, can you feel it in
All my niggas, let the world know hot 9, 7
take it to the top
We the party tight, aight