Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

I used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's so fast
But being broke no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women ass
And y'all praying that I flop? it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip
All these wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass!
See in six months I infiltrated the system
If you somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it against
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, then 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 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!

time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to
I'm just a few albums from filling disc changer
If you ever of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but by law
Any charges set me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next 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 balls
Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls
We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation, 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 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, wish 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, 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 wishes, blow it out ya ass!

My people show me love when I'm up on the block
And Latinos always for my CD's to drop
White love 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 might
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 biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that fighting ourselves
We probably getting on your nerves, 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
out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
You 6 million served, huh? 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 that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your 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, wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!