Luyện nghe bài hát Blow It Out (Remix)

I never used to in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and fart it
And y'all I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so
But being broke with no food is just a of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women ass
And praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in I get green
In I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass!
See in just six months I the system
If you find better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
hate giving 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 your three wishes, 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, 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 albums from filling your changer
If you ever think of stopping me, it out ya ass!
I'm a by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, it up and stand tall
Next year I'm looking buying Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass!
C'mon and take a look, he's got balls
his money keeps flowing like Niagara Falls
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 nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation, 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 wish me
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, punk wish me
But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

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

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