Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

Kid Rock back in this motherfucking
the effects of my shotgun blast
Mothers crying from these blasts
Feel the effects of my shotgun
People dying from shotgun blasts

'Cause I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', like a one does
So if rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it under the rug
'Cause I'ma go above that, the calls of my fuckin' duty
all these corney, phony emcees now a days don't move me

So I'm a it proof G, so make waves
I got a full time pay, start to dig
Because I'm buryin' emcees and sharin' ladies
Now you rolled hoes are carrying my

Grab me it never no one
A broken home always someone
Grab me it hurt no one
I saw kids get shot, don't guns

And still I rip it, it, grip it like a real one does
Rockin', on the stage, with a hell a steady buzz
a fifth of ol' Jimmy Beam
We fryin' up just like some motherfucking Jimmy Dean

Sausage pattys, and smoking cabbies like no thing
Drinkin' Colt's then the 45 king
Swingin' emcees like a cow hands
And if the guns too loud, oh boy, I'm straight throats

'Cause that's the way I like to do Holmes
time I get my gamble on
Yeah that's the way I like to do Holmes
I never stay in one spot, I was to roam

Feel like I got bank but it's not friend
'Cause I want bank see, than my grandkids could ever spend
So if ya need some cheep slut, then up
Most hoe's not to ask for cash, 'cause I'm a cheap fuck

Feel the of my shotgun blast
Mothers crying from these shotgun
Feel the effects of my shotgun
People dying from these shotgun