Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up in the World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with
Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey the stuffin
Sometimes I sweared to God that I was for the poorhouse
Say caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4 mouths
Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and 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 pliers
Had nothin in my cabinet, but of Raid
I'm on my neighbor's door
to borrow a cup of for my Kool-Aid
I wasn't dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin
cause my winter got lost 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
the streets, with the weak sneaks on my feet
And the freaks speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So much for gettin humped 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 up in the world

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

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...

It like only yesterday, my moms was on my back
"Get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the Jack"
Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid Corona
with a G.E.D. diploma, more ribs showin than Tony Rhoma's
In to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle
Learned to and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle
Standin down on the corner slangin fat to bottles
with the black tops, for cops got my shorty my back Hobbes
Makin mad lucci, bought up Louis Vuitton
callin me boochi, while they smooch me, givin up the coochie
Now I'm a felon, started sellin and splittin
I started gellin, to tellin police just I was swellin
Hangin out on the corner playin cee-lo, rollin for a kilo
Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin
Yeah, straight gettin fortunate, as 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
cause is drugs is gettin too risky
So now I just lamp, collect stamps, snatch up tramps diamonds and
Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the

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

Blowin up, 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 started in limos with champagne and tinted windows
Hoppin, no time for pages, gold chains and rings
Clockin money and fame, changed, I'm still the same
Just spendin and 10's at women pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was winnin in this game the beginning
The lyrical was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill
So I just let the hype build, known for run and go write wills
I turned from a hobo to a 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
smack, through your cap, with the lead black
And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin off my
two nuts like they was put there by 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
up, blowin 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

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...