Luyện nghe bài hát Out Of Towner

Yeah blood, let's take these niggas back to 96, grade when a nigga was walking the Compton High School.
Red fitted snug on my motherfucking forehead.
Nike backpack on, you know like be wearing
. Nike straps tighter than a pussy
in the Walkman,
Sitting on the subway they looking "who is that?"
The boy gutter all New York sewer rat

They love me out in like a ten dollar buddha sack
I that Ill Street Blues, yeah Kool G Rap
big, the Coogis at
Big now a L
As I skip to the next track on Clientele
Ghost to
seat in the Aston
Time for cause NY is into fashion
Madison. Square. Garden.
Feeling Spike Lee's squares
You squares ain't
Fresh to death my in a coffin
cough* Why that nigga coughin'?
Blowing that sour diesel I ain't be here that
Riding on the A train, listening to
I'm ridin on the A train, listenin to Ghostface
Riding on the A train, to Ghostface
I'm just riding on the A train, listening to
Pull up in Derrick Rose
nines or
You is copycats, my style is patent leather
South side of the Chi nigga I ain't never
I ain't shy of the Chi, Jay Cutler in weather
And all I do is win,
72 and 10
like Mike, Scottie, Dennis Rodman and them
7-4 Chevelle, niggas riding in

I was with them
jackets niggas
out here robbing in
And even getting coat-jacked

Keep thinking you Hoover that line'll have you shook
That's that Crack Music nigga forgot I was on the
G.D.s, Vice Lords, Corner Hustlers
Kings, MCs,
all em will with us
Blowing trees the windy city
Nigga I blow trees in the Windy
on the L train
I'm just riding on the L train, listening to
I'm just riding in on the L train, to Kanye
I'm riding on the L train, listening to Kanye
I be in Lil
Ain't nothing to go down nigga my fam's Zoe Pound
And ever since they locked my Zo down
slow down, but my nigga Ross is on
The homie Khaled put the on
We blowing orange the Dolphins home
And we floss the chrome
We turn that offense on
That New Era fly off ya
I'm about to take my talents to South
I don't go to the games, but got Heat
Ain't no Trickin Daddy, I take a bitch to get some food
Have a couple mojitos then fuck her a Cuban do
down Collins in the newest coup
Flo-Rida on the
they think I'm Uncle
Tony Montana, who the fuck is you?
I'm the all-red of the Rubik's Cube
Riding in the lane, listening to Rozay
I'm just ridin in the fast lane, listening to
Riding in the fast lane, listening to
I'm just riding in the fast lane, to Rozay