Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up in the World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I out with nothin
Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the
Sometimes I sweared to God I was headed for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to 4 mouths
rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed
and temperatures below 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 with some pliers
Had nothin in my cabinet, but of Raid
I'm on my neighbor's door
to borrow a cup of sugar for my
I freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin
my winter coat got lost buttons
and zippers that stay zipped
I never remembered ?, the was straight fat cat
Not a Big Mac black, I had Kid Castle topped with crackerjacks
Walkin the streets, the weak sneaks on my feet
And the freaks wouldn't speak, I never had on my cheek
So much for gettin humped the stunts, I always struck out
The one y'all likes is takin hikes if you pull a buck out
So now I gots to my next plate to all the homeboys and girls
up baby, 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

up, blowin up in the world
Blowin up, up in the world!
I'm blowin up the world, I 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 her, I'm just a kid from Corona
with a G.E.D. diploma, with ribs showin than Tony Rhoma's
In to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle
Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a
Standin down on the corner slangin fat rocks to
with the tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my back Hobbes
Makin mad lucci, up Louis Vuitton gucci
Hoochies callin me boochi, they smooch me, givin up the coochie
Now I'm a felon, started and splittin melons
I gellin, to tellin police just cause I was swellin
Hangin out on the playin cee-lo, rollin for half a kilo
Yo never see G-low a-goin below
Yeah, gettin fortunate, as long as fees was torchin it
It started gettin hot the block, the cops was scorchin it
But luckily I made out before the coppers frisk me and diss me
cause business is drugs is too risky
So now I just lamp, collect stamps, up tramps diamonds and pearls
up baby, 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 gotta get mines, I 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 blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I 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 time for pages, sportin gold and rings
money and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the same
Just spendin 20's and 10's at pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was winnin in game from the beginning
The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a chill
So I let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write wills
I turned a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos
Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer and blow Mo'
So catch a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, a headcrack
that's smack, through cap, with the lead black
And a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin from off my
two nuts like was put there by members of the Ku Klux
So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's girl
Straight up kid, I'm 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 gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? 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 get mines, I gotta get mines
I get mines, yeah...