Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Up in the World

Back in the days was crazy, kid I started out with nothin
Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was without the stuffin
Sometimes I to God that I was headed for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4
Wasn't Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed
and droppin 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 cans of
I'm knockin on my neighbor's
to a cup of sugar for my Kool-Aid
I wasn't freshly dipped, my was straight ripped, I'm trippin
cause my winter coat got lost
and zippers that stay zipped
I never remembered ?, the was straight fat cat
Not even a Big Mac black, I had Kid Castle topped with
Walkin the streets, with the sneaks on my feet
And the freaks wouldn't speak, I 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 pull a buck 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, up in the world
up, blowin up in the world!
I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
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...

It seems like 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, more ribs showin than Tony Rhoma's
In to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle
Learned to hustle and bustle and I the streets a tussle
Standin on the corner slangin fat rocks to bottles
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, sellin and splittin melons
I started gellin, to tellin police just I was swellin
Hangin out on the corner playin cee-lo, rollin for half a
Yo never see G-low a-goin below
Yeah, straight gettin fortunate, as long as was torchin it
It started hot around the block, the cops was scorchin it
But luckily I made out the coppers could frisk me and diss me
cause business is drugs is gettin too
So now I just lamp, collect stamps, snatch up diamonds and pearls
Straight up baby, 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 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, yeah...

I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo"
and started chillin in with champagne and tinted windows
Hoppin, no time for pages, sportin gold 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 from the beginning
The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a chill
So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write
I turned from a hobo to a solo for dolos
Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer cigars and Mo'
So catch a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, a headcrack
that's smack, through your cap, with the black
And a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin from off my
two nuts they was put there by members of the Ku Klux
So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless 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 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...