Luyện nghe bài hát Blow Up

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

I be the one to break your barrier
Bomb ready to explode in hype mode
You'll a bad decision 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 brand new reign, fuck what you and thought
Standin' tall but you comin' up
Might play a lot of games but 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 crossed mind?
To make you think that you could fuck with my hip hop

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

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

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
the party tight aight

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

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

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

The microphone's the glass
And I'm smokin' smash hits, I to be rehabilitated
And if I write to the that only
Makes the murder of the premeditated

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

Word up, get hurt up, meanin' fast
The first one that steps be the one I click-click-blast
Hit 'em one up in his brain
But kill 'em, I left him mentally insane

It be bloodstains on the sidewalk thugs postin'
Animosity towards me will get you
6 million ways, 365 days, I be on the street, crime
Nicks, Dimes and used to be my hustle

Until I learned how to grab
And take it the muscle
And you and pin you to the wall quickly
I'm shifty, low dirty and gritty

All my brothers,
Let the world it's hot
All the

Can you us all up in your swat?
Can't touch the God lyrical far typical style
Thirsty niggas drink if they walk a hundred miles
Broke thousands of clones in half, bones in paths

Casualty, SI be I by the craft
Divine self Allah, the mic holder
Got this whole shit locked like the
Rebel sink to as low as the devils
But the God made dirt to dig they grave with the

Try to slay the master, his heart rate beats
Assault and make it hard to remember
Behold, I the avenger
as charcoal with a soul as cold as December

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

You wanna play the game of life and his life on the line
these tank slang niggas, hundred percent genuine
Mental court got niggas time and
Frustration got me ready to do

Watch me like a comet
Orally smack niggas on the like they vomit
Frontin' all them you need to stop it
You see who comin', the rightful owners of era
Who show the love but if necessary bring the

Self defense and retaliation, this fort
Throw them niggas off the in this rap sport
Your center's too short, your is backpedalin'
God's ain't hard, how you think you better than

Niggas with a plan who behind thoughts
known, reality show the grain blow
All over, universally consume your town like
Blaze the 'til we retire

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

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 know it's hot 9, 7
take it to the top
We the party tight, aight