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 I was headed for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would tryin to feed 4 mouths
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 white TV, a is a rubber tire
with a hanger for the antenna, channels with some pliers
Had in my cabinet, but cans of Raid
I'm knockin on my door
to borrow a cup of sugar for my
I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was ripped, I'm trippin
my winter coat 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 topped with
Walkin the streets, with the weak on my feet
And the wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So much for gettin humped from the stunts, I struck out
The one y'all is takin hikes if you can't pull a buck out
So now I gots to dedicate my plate to all the homeboys and girls
up baby, 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 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 blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I get mines
I get mines, yeah...

It seems 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, with more ribs showin than 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 fat rocks to bottles
with the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my Hobbes
Makin mad lucci, bought up Louis gucci
Hoochies me boochi, while they smooch me, givin up the coochie
Now I'm a felon, started sellin and melons
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 below
Yeah, gettin fortunate, as long as fees was torchin it
It started gettin hot around the block, the cops was it
But luckily I out before the coppers could frisk me and diss me
cause business is drugs is 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 blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get
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...

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, gold chains and rings
Clockin and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the same
Just spendin 20's and at women pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was winnin in this game from the
The skills was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill
So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go wills
I turned from a hobo to a solo for dolos
Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer and blow Mo'
So a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, like a headcrack
that's smack, through cap, with the lead black
And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers from off my
two like they was put there by members of the Ku Klux
So peep G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl
Straight up kid, 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 get mines
I get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? 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...