Luyện nghe bài hát Blow Up

All my brothers,
Let the world it's hot 9, 7, what?
take it to the top all the ladies
Show some 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 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 brand new reign, fuck what you sayin' and
tall but you comin' 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, crossed your mind?
To make you think that you could fuck my hip hop design

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

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

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

Movin' in a city of crooks where they don't by the books
off the hook, got me on crop
Ready to pop somethin' in my if we don't rock
But a lot of niggas snitch makin' the 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
Hundred dollar ho international on the Richard Bey Show

wanna blow overnight
The secret to my success is I don't get too
Laid back killer instances, killer track, make a snap
Bomb bandzee verses worse crack, highly addictive

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

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

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

It be bloodstains on the sidewalk from thugs
towards me will get you toasted
6 million ways, 365 days, I be on the street, pays
Nicks, Dimes and used to be my hustle

Until I learned how to grab
And take it with the
And rush you and pin you to the wall
I'm shifty, low down 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 far from typical style
Thirsty couldn't drink if they walk a hundred miles
Broke thousands of clones in half, bones in paths

Casualty, SI be I by the craft
Divine Allah, the golden mic holder
Got this whole shit locked the Ayatollah
sink to levels as low as the devils
But the God made dirt to dig they with the shovel

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

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

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

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

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

with a plan who stand behind thoughts
Made known, reality show the blow
All over, universally consume town like fire
Blaze the shit 'til we

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

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

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