Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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

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

It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to
I'm just a few from filling your disc changer
If you think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, it up and stand tall
year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall
You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic
Plus his keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and withdraws
I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass!
Shout out to 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 nerves
the New Generation, 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, wish me wrong
But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

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

My black people me love when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always for my CD's to drop
White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma scream
It's hard, other albums are softer ice cream
Yo' are my scans, right? Blow it out ya ass!
Now Luda's up A's, and I'm lighting up L's
Around the globe paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that fighting ourselves
We getting on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the
Watch out, my album's up McDonald's 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 your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

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