Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

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

1]

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

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

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

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

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I hear him talkin, Boy; a young flashy nigga. (Flashy)
But keep ya mouth closed if ya talkin (talkin digits),
vehicles Bitch, just to match my fitteds (match my fitteds)...
And Blast Gang still blastin niggas! (still niggas)
two-eighty; thats how the new Audi go (Audi go).
Wear blue diamonds like Mario (like Mario)...
Homey, bitch chose i'ne want the hoe (i'ne want the hoe). The is mine, bitch I want this hoe (want this hoe).
access get denied...on the red carpet, no quote required (soulja).
All rappers make me laugh, lookin' hell-a tired (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).
40 million that I can't touch (can't touch)...Any place, any time, nigga an what.

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