Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

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

1]

You all know!
tell my fans the wait is over!
Blast Gang, we takin' over! (Bawo)
Lil Dre, a.k.a Soulja...so much money in my pockets, bitch I thought I ya! (Blast!)
Now Gang gone in Beast mode. (Beast mode)
Right pocket's on C-Notes (C-Notes)...Got it lock from the to the East coast. (Bawo)
sweet in the kush that how we smoke. (Bawo)
I hit the mall, a G today (spent a G today)...cashed out like i'ne need the cake (i'ne need the cake)...
Niggas talkin like fake (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 back like Max Payne...Niggas askin whats the word, bitch its Blast Gang!

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

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

Gone Tear It Up, yeah boy gone tear it up! yeah Boy gone it up! [x2]
Bitch we tear it up.
Yea boy we gone it up, yeah 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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I hear him talkin, Soulja Boy; a flashy nigga. (Flashy)
But keep ya closed if ya talkin digits (talkin digits),
Multiple vehicles Bitch, just to match my (match my fitteds)...
And Blast Gang still blastin niggas! (still niggas)
two-eighty; how fast the new Audi go (Audi go).
them blue diamonds like Mario (like Mario)...
Homey, bitch chose i'ne want the hoe (i'ne want the hoe). The world is mine, bitch I want this hoe (want hoe).
Haters access get denied...on the red carpet, no required (soulja).
All these rappers make me laugh, lookin' hell-a (hell-a tired).
Then this mornin' I got hell-a (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 that I can't 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 tear it up.
Yea boy we tear it up, yeah boy we gone tear it up.
Yea we gone tear it up, yeah boy we gone it up! yeah boy we gone tear it up!