Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then it
And y'all think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so
But being broke no food is just a thing of the past
I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in I sip lean
All rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props I might use it against them
C'mon, get Ludacris out! it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc
If you think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand
Next year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic
Plus his money keeps flowing like Niagara
We all know Jesus and Ludacris withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way words
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your
the New Generation, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me
If you mad I'm on the road, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My black people show me love I'm up on the block
And Latinos waiting for my CD's to drop
people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So find my in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans, Blow it out ya ass!
Now throwing up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the globe getting paid, you home yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice fighting
We getting on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat while y'all of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up numbers
You over 6 million served, huh? it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, then me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!