Luyện nghe bài hát Out Of Control

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

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

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

3]
Give a fuck if you understand it, how would I you to, I barely comprehend it
How I ended up standing with Shady, shaking hands with 50 it was planned for me maybe
I'm the the position of musical composition
I'm America's sweat stain, left in the kitchen
Take the garbage out the beggers and jump in the fucking bag
Digging for hand-me-down's, I forgot what I have
Nobody me how to do me, it just is
An evolution of rap and rock 'n' roll mixed
Country-ass Memphis, hillbillies
Tobacco spitting kid [?]
Metallica, Triplesix, OutKast, Johnny
hippie shit [?]
I`m [?] to it
Benefit from the pen, ye, I
you, Eminem, [?]