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 think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just a of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women with ass
And y'all that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in I sip lean
All these rappers wanna what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, a discount? Blow 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 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, 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 after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!

It's time to saddle up the cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from your disc changer
If you think 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 gigantic
Plus his money keeps flowing like Falls
We all know saves and Ludacris 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 with
I'ma start my own beverage, it'll your nerves
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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, 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 I'm right, punk 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 waiting for my CD's to drop
White love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!"
Yo' fans are my fans, right? it out ya ass!
So my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are than ice cream
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 paid, you home biting yo' nails
DTP, the only label that practice ourselves
We probably getting on nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
I eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's
You over 6 million served, 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 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 that I'm right, punk me wrong
But after your three wishes, it out ya ass!