Luyện nghe bài hát I Own America (Part I)

All of you cock pullers are
Wave your arms like your some octopus or somethin'
To better ya, for any chick you want, I'm her
Rob people, mad ignorant, et

Who the one to entertain and with?
Who you know breed humans can't be in the same with?
Reefer sweet, it up, free fix greet
Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's

Evicted, why you tryin' to find to lick with?
Even your tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick
Though you to be glory
I'm number one, that's the end of the

The black Clark Gable you numb
Every single one, frontin' on your is a bum
Let me slow it down, that's enough of
This I to say, to you nothin' other rapper cats

From New to Cali none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit bury ya
And I got deported, I own America

From New York to Cali none'll with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to shit?
Bing! sure hit alone'll bury ya
And I got deported, I own America

He's so crazy, I smash up the place
Give the mack a taste, I wipe my ass with a rapper
come to a dead stop
Rain ways not to drop on my head top

rush at the richest
Even my complexion is a must have to
Even without car, to budget
I have the most elegant apartment in the projects

You know I mean? Bitches are in awe at the lingo
Know that Rick'll put an end to all income
An old timer, lock up all vagina
France nor Italy can fuck with my designer

Saltin' inferior, to where we are
Tryin' to fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's enough of
This I have to say, to you nothin' rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll fuck with the
You think Muhammad Ali used to shit?
Bing! This sure hit bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

From New York to none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And I got deported, I own America

You the taste hook I'm stickin' 'em with
While degenerate like yourself make our look ignorant
And girlfriend wanna kiss and deploy
Bout hittin' the groin' gets none of tenderloin

Feet planted on deep black
Bow, in the presence of who lead rap
Like a rap rips a chunk of kids
You stunk, 'cause ain't shit to conquer

Somebody said new pharoahs have
How when I wore ten years ago you wear now?
I coulda murder heard a out quick Rick stomp it kid
Hung to it, you complete bum to

Source Awards, yeah, every seminar
Even Saddam Hussein tell me where the weapon are
Let me slow it down, that's enough of
This I have to say, to you nothing other cats

From New York to Cali fuck with the awkward
You Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And I got deported, I own America

From New to Cali none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And even I got deported, I own