Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's so fast
But broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white with ass
And y'all praying I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip
All these rappers know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? it out ya ass!
See in just six I infiltrated the system
If you find better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it 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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after 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, then me home
And if you mad I'm right, punk 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 Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your changer
If you ever of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking into buying Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got balls
Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls
We all Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a
You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way with
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your
Pepsi's the New Generation, it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone
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!

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 after your three wishes, it out ya ass!

My black people show me love when I'm up on the
And Latinos always for my CD's to drop
White people the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma scream
It's hard, other albums are softer than ice
Yo' scans are my scans, right? it out ya ass!
Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's
Around the globe getting paid, you home yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice ourselves
We probably on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I been eating and getting fat 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 6 million served, huh? Blow it out ya ass!

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