Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
on my phone is ridiculous
No more shine up on the real N9ne
They talkin' bad on the
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans that I switched
can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all his steezie
Said he to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a Cabo Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down
I kicked it in eons
This 'bout to be cooler than
Got another call my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and was on models
All of my niggas for action
When I woke, all I remembered is
I can try and you in the next verse
But I don't really know happened

[Hook:
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a

[Verse 2: N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth taste like big weed like my Yukmouth
I think I two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of and dancin'
And some they pants and romancin' each other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda been
Then when I touched her
My lip hit her big

It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
just a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur

N9ne]
Scenario, what
That keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little cocky and called me a and I flipped out
Said that her body was up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I him I don't hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

The night was going perfectly, all well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like
I don't feel myself, oh no
I've never felt this way before in so long
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
just a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur