Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up in the World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I out with nothin
Wasn't livin Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the stuffin
Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4
rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed
and droppin below zero, you know I froze
No CD's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber
with a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some
Had nothin in my cabinet, but cans of
I'm on my neighbor's door
to borrow a cup of sugar for my
I wasn't dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin
my winter coat got lost buttons
and zippers that wouldn't stay
I never remembered ?, the was straight fat cat
Not even a Big Mac black, I had Kid Castle with crackerjacks
Walkin the streets, with the sneaks on my feet
And the wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So for gettin 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 dedicate my next to all the homeboys and girls
Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the

Blowin up, blowin up in the
up, blowin up in the world!
I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I get mines
I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm up in the world

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

It seems like yesterday, my moms was on my back
"Get your up out the sack and find a job or hit the road Jack"
Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid Corona
with a G.E.D. diploma, with more showin than Tony Rhoma's
In order to get straight, I gotsta to a muscle
to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle
Standin down on the corner slangin fat rocks to
with the tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my back Hobbes
Makin mad lucci, bought up Louis gucci
callin 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 G-low 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 could frisk me and diss me
business is drugs is gettin too risky
So now I just lamp, collect stamps, snatch up diamonds and pearls
Straight up baby, I'm up in the world

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

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

I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo"
and chillin in limos with champagne and tinted windows
Hoppin, no for pages, sportin gold chains and rings
money and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the same
Just spendin and 10's at women pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was in this game from the beginning
The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a chill
So I just let the build, known for rappers run and go write wills
I from a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos
Stole my dough, you below, now I perfer cigars and blow Mo'
So catch a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, like a
that's smack, through your cap, with the lead
And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin off my
two nuts they was put there by members of the Ku Klux
So peep Kool G. Rap, sleep, money unless it's witcha girl
up kid, I'm blowin up in the world

Blowin up, up in the world
Blowin up, up in the world!
I'm blowin up the world, I get mines, I gotta get mines
I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the

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