Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up in the World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with
livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the stuffin
Sometimes I sweared to God that I was for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed to feed 4 mouths
Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it
and droppin below zero, you know I froze
No CD's, a black and white TV, a seat is a tire
with a hanger for the antenna, turned channels some pliers
Had nothin in my cabinet, but of Raid
I'm knockin on my door
to a cup of sugar for my Kool-Aid
I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm
cause my coat got lost buttons
and that wouldn't 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 wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So much for gettin humped the stunts, I always struck out
The one y'all is takin hikes if you can't pull a buck out
So now I to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls
up baby, I'm blowin up in the world

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

It seems like yesterday, my moms was on my back
"Get butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road Jack"
Black, I disown her, I'm just a kid from Corona
with a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin than Tony
In order to get straight, I gotsta to a muscle
Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a
Standin down on the corner fat rocks to bottles
with the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my Hobbes
mad lucci, bought up Louis Vuitton gucci
Hoochies callin me boochi, they smooch me, givin up the coochie
Now I'm a felon, started sellin and splittin
I started gellin, to tellin police just cause I was
Hangin out on the playin cee-lo, rollin for half a kilo
Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin
Yeah, straight gettin fortunate, as as fees was torchin it
It gettin hot around the block, the cops was scorchin it
But luckily I made out before the could frisk me and diss me
cause business is drugs is too risky
So now I just lamp, collect stamps, up tramps diamonds and pearls
Straight up baby, I'm 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 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 blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
I get mines, yeah...

I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo"
and started chillin in limos with champagne and windows
Hoppin, no for pages, sportin gold chains and rings
Clockin money and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the
spendin 20's and 10's at women pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was winnin in this from the beginning
The skills was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill
So I just let the build, known for rappers run and go write wills
I turned from a hobo to a solo for dolos
Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer 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 like they was put there by members of the Ku
So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's 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 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 blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
I get mines, yeah...