Luyện nghe bài hát Blast

Aww shit!

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

'Cause I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', like a real one
So if your rap's in jack, sweep it under the rug
'Cause I'ma go above that, the calls of my fuckin' duty
'Cause all these corney, phony 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 hoes are carrying my babies

Grab me it hurt no one
A home always hurts someone
me it never hurt no one
I saw kids get shot, sell guns

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

Sausage pattys, and smoking cabbies like it's no
more Colt's then the 45 king
Swingin' emcees like a cow rope
And if the too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin' throats

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

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

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