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 money in my pockets, bitch I thought I told ya! (Blast!)
Now Blast gone in Beast mode. (Beast mode)
Right pocket's on (C-Notes)...Got it lock from 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 cake (i'ne the cake)...
Niggas like Beezy 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 mayne)...fifteen when I dove in the rap game (rap game).
Two cocked 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!
we gone 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 tear it up! boy we gone tear it up!

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

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

3]

I hear him talkin, Soulja Boy; a young nigga. (Flashy)
But keep ya mouth if ya talkin digits (talkin digits),
Multiple Bitch, just to match my fitteds (match my fitteds)...
And Blast still blastin niggas! (still blastin 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 hoe (want this hoe).
Haters access get denied...on the red carpet, no required (soulja).
All these make me laugh, lookin' hell-a tired (hell-a tired).
Then this mornin' I got hell-a (hell-a fried).
a prayer, then I got back to the dolla signs (Dolla signs)....
I got hell-a toughts in my (in my mind).
Like 40 million that I touch (can't touch)...Any place, any time, nigga an what.

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