Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

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

1]

You all know!
tell my fans that the 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 Gang 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)...
Niggas talkin like Beezy fake (beezy fake?)...tryna count my pockets like "what ate". (what Beezy ate?)
Its not a question if i'm mayne (if i'm strapped mayne)...fifteen when 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 tear it up! yeah Boy gone tear it up!
Bitch we 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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My snap back on some shit (Custom shit)...These other niggas on some Busta shit! (on some busta shit)
I swear, a broke nigga make me sick (make me sick)...Thats a why a 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 to God them niggas watchin me (watchin me).
I ain't a door so why they knockin me? (why they me?)
On every thing I love, ain't no me. (Ain' no stoppin me)
Yeah, Gang gettin paid still (paid still)...I might chill, blow a L with young L...
4-G I spent like one mill (Bawo!)...
My record label spent ten mill (Cash!)...
when the smoke clears the young nigga here (Swag!)...
Gang in ya damn ear!

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

3]

I hear him talkin, Soulja Boy; a flashy nigga. (Flashy)
But keep ya mouth closed if ya talkin (talkin digits),
Multiple vehicles Bitch, to match my fitteds (match my fitteds)...
And Blast still blastin niggas! (still blastin niggas)
two-eighty; thats how the new Audi go (Audi go).
Wear them blue diamonds like (like Mario)...
Homey, bitch chose i'ne want the hoe (i'ne want the hoe). The world is mine, bitch I this hoe (want this hoe).
Haters 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 back to the dolla (Dolla signs)....
I got toughts in my mind (in my mind).
Like 40 million that I can't (can't touch)...Any place, any time, nigga an what.

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, yeah boy we gone it up.
Yea we gone tear it up, yeah boy we gone tear it up! yeah boy we gone it up!