Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up In The World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out nothin'
Wasn't livin' like thanks giving, I was turkey without the
Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin' to 4 mouths

Wasn't rockin' girbauds, I barely had clothes and when it
And temperatures droppin' zero, you know I froze
No Cd's, a black and TV, a seat is a rubber tire
With a hanger for the antenna, turned channels some pliers

Had in my cabinet, but cans of raid
I'm on my neighbor's door
To a cup of sugar for my kool-aid
I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was ripped, I'm trippin'

'Cause my winter coat got buttons
And zippers that stay zipped
I never remembered the brother was fat cat
Not even a big mac black, I had kid castle with crackerjacks

Walkin' the streets, with the weak sneaks on my
And the freaks speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So for getting humped from the stunts, I always struck out
The one y'all likes is takin' hikes if you can't pull a out
So now I gots to my next plate to all the homeboys and girls
Straight up baby, I'm up in the world

Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I get mines
I get mines, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm up in the world

Blowin' up, up in the world
Blowin' up, up in the world
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get
I gotta get mines, I gotsta get mines,

It seems only yesterday, my moms was on my back
Get your butt up out the sack and a job or hit the road jack
Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid from
With a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin' Tony rhoma's

In order to get straight, I to make a muscle
Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a
Standin' on the corner slangin' fat rocks to bottles
With the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin' my back

Makin' mad Lucci, up Louis vuitton Gucci
Hoochies me boochi, while they smooch me, givin' up the coochie
Now I'm a felon, started and splittin' melons
I started gellin', to tellin' police just 'cause I was

Hangin' out on the corner cee-lo, rollin' for half a kilo
Yo you'll never see a-goin' below
Yeah, gettin' fortunate, as long as fees was torchin' it
It started gettin' hot around the block, the was scorchin' it

But luckily I made out before the coppers could frisk me and me
'Cause business is drugs is gettin' too
So now I lamp, collect stamps
Snatch up tramps and pearls
up baby, I'm blowin' up in the world

Blowin' up, up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
I get mines, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm up in the world

up, blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get
I get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah

I got put on by DJ polo, cut the record, a demo
And started chillin' in limos with champagne and windows
Hoppin', no time for pages, sportin' chains and rings
Clockin' money and fame, nothin' changed, I'm still the

Just spendin' 20's and 10's at women on my linen
And grinnin' 'cause I was winnin' in this from the beginning
The lyrical skills was kinda ill, you a slight chill
So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write

I turned a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos
Stole my dough, you below, now I prefer cigars and blow mo'
So catch a flashback, of a G. rap track, attacked, a head crack
smack, through your cap, with the lead black

And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, hangin' from off my
Two nuts like was put there by members of the Ku Klux
So Kool G. rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl
Straight up kid, I'm blowin' up in the

Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
up, blowin' up in the world
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
I gotsta get mines, you what I'm sayin'?
I'm blowin' up in the

up, blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the
I'm blowin' up in the world, I get mines
I get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah