Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Blast Gang in muthafucka...
Money...Power...

1]

You all know!
tell my that the wait is over!
Blast Gang, we takin' over! (Bawo)
Lil Dre, a.k.a Soulja...so much money in my pockets, I thought I told ya! (Blast!)
Now Blast gone in Beast mode. (Beast mode)
Right pocket's on C-Notes (C-Notes)...Got it lock the West to the East coast. (Bawo)
Swisher sweet in the kush how we smoke. (Bawo)
I hit the mall, spent a G today (spent a G today)...cashed out like i'ne need the (i'ne need the cake)...
Niggas talkin like Beezy (beezy fake?)...tryna count my pockets like "what Beezy ate". (what Beezy ate?)
Its not a question if i'm strapped mayne (if i'm strapped mayne)...fifteen I dove in the rap game (rap game).
Two straps cocked back Max Payne...Niggas askin whats the word, bitch its Blast Gang!

Gone Tear It Up, yeah boy gone it up! yeah Boy gone tear it up! [x2]
Bitch we tear it up.
Yea boy we gone tear it up, boy we gone tear it up.
Yea we tear it up, yeah boy we gone tear it up! yeah boy we gone tear it up!

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My snap back on some custom (Custom shit)...These other niggas on some Busta shit! (on some busta shit)
I swear, a broke nigga make me (make me sick)...Thats a why a nigga so arrogant.
And they couldn't find a residence (residence)...got a young nigga feelin like the (i'm walkin).
Every time I drop them niggas copy me (copy me)...I swear to God niggas watchin me (watchin me).
I ain't a door so why they knockin me? (why they me?)
On thing I love, ain't no stoppin me. (Ain' no stoppin me)
Yeah, Blast Gang gettin paid (paid still)...I might chill, blow a L with young L...
4-G I done like one mill (Bawo!)...
My record label spent ten mill (Cash!)...
when the clears the young nigga still here (Swag!)...
Gang in ya damn ear!

Gone Tear It Up, yeah boy gone it up! yeah Boy gone tear it up! [x2]
Bitch we gone it up.
Yea boy we gone tear it up, boy we gone tear it up.
Yea we gone tear it up, yeah boy we gone tear it up! boy we gone tear it up!

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I hear him talkin, Soulja a young flashy nigga. (Flashy)
But keep ya mouth closed if ya talkin (talkin digits),
Multiple vehicles Bitch, just to my fitteds (match my fitteds)...
And Blast Gang blastin niggas! (still blastin niggas)
thats how fast the new Audi go (Audi go).
Wear blue diamonds like Mario (like Mario)...
Homey, bitch i'ne want the hoe (i'ne want the hoe). The world is mine, bitch I want this hoe (want this hoe).
Haters access get denied...on the red carpet, no required (soulja).
All these rappers make me laugh, lookin' tired (hell-a tired).
Then this mornin' I got fried (hell-a fried).
Said a prayer, then I got to the dolla signs (Dolla signs)....
I got toughts in my mind (in my mind).
Like 40 million that I touch (can't touch)...Any place, any time, nigga an what.

Gone Tear It Up, boy gone tear it up! yeah Boy gone tear it up! [x2]
Bitch we gone it up.
Yea boy we gone tear it up, yeah boy we gone it up.
Yea we gone tear it up, yeah boy we gone tear it up! boy we gone tear it up!