Luyện nghe bài hát Out Of Control

1]
My trucks so clean, you can lick the white walls and drink the
My pockets so deep I can eat McDonalds 5 days of the
I got so much soul the devil is jealous, wanna be down with the
I'm off the ground I float like a jet of propellers, a machine
Speaking of Vietnam I'm in this beat like a heater in
When [?]
Preaching of see 'em wrong, piece I retrieve 'em and lead 'em wrong with this gift of a Chevy dream
[?]

I'm too for hip-hop
Too hip-hop for n' roll
I'm too for rednecks
And I'm too country for folks
But I don't give a fuck what they from me
I can only give 'em I know
I guess you can call it
Out of motherfucking

2]
I get so drunk I lean against walls when there is no
My team is so wild that they throw up the rebel flag when is no cop
The south is still dirty, my parts are clapping, I need no applause
Roll up like a tornado windpark, 50 with nothing but us
I up on [?] when mama was poor hoping for easy jobs, I'm set with a TV nod
I grew up in [?] when mama was for Iggy Pop's [?]
We up a few easy [?] and mama was more popping when [?] dropped I sat with a [?]
I knew it was either rock and if more options for me to block I happened to see hip hop

3]
Give a fuck if you understand it, how would I expect you to, I barely it
How I up standing with Shady, shaking hands with 50 like it was planned for me maybe
I'm the the position of musical composition
I'm sweat stain, what's left in the kitchen
Take the out with the beggers and jump in the fucking bag
Digging for hand-me-down's, like I what I have
told me how to do me, it just is
An of rap and rock 'n' roll mixed with
Country-ass Memphis, Tennessee
Tobacco spitting kid [?]
Metallica, Triplesix, OutKast, Johnny
hippie shit [?]
I`m [?] to it
Benefit the pen, ye, I begin
you, Eminem, [?]