Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Control

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I ain't even gotta give this too thought
Joell Ortiz won war that he ever fought
This ain't no
I'm listening, you the king of New
Lil homie you the king of New York
You the next on my fork
The messenger with all them on that horse
Carrying heads 'till I kick you in the chest
And you cough and fall a bottomless pit
Homie, you know how many bodies that
When we met you said an honor, man
The YAOWA man can
that's why you left me out of that shit
Maybe that's why the ain't get dissed
Or maybe I'm not on your
You feel you ain't gotta acknowledge my
Either way, I personal this beat
It gotta get
You rappers can't respond
With all the you get
Gangsta rappers can't retaliate with hollows and
And you fashion wear
The kind of jeans that hardly get
So zip it, I got shit
hip hop in this bitch
The has fell upon us
Watch the I split
The walking dead, I've a monster
Shorty, I can get bit and never
I'm immune to these rappers y'all sick
I stomped the red carpet holding my
And throw tomatoes at the
For whack awards that niggas get
Then stand up and YAOWA then dip
And smack a legend on the way out of that
I don't big up the elite
The elite can get it too, you all fit my feet
You all
All when a nigga trying to eat
see to it
Y'all missing a whino nigga teeth
can get it
Old nigga, new nigga, him nigga, you
One nigga, two nigga, a few
I do niggas with these bars
It was brave, you took a chance like a cards
Put that you trying to check in
property is ours
Can't get a W on Broadway, I'm New all day
Yeah, that's the boss stay
You no that? Oh yay
A hundred running at you chief like Okoye
Last in Compton I was kicking it with Jorge
I rocked some cons out west like the boy Ye
But I don't claim king even though my ring
And I had in the Bay, we call Beijing
Rodeo [?] telling you the same thing
Chico be in Sacramento so much he can king
But that's the west
I'm this coast
I'll leave the king of LA to Dre, I was this
To stay at Aftermath, but lamped out a Genie
But Dre you a gangster
And [?] you're such a sweetie and guess
I'm a free again if y'all never need me
But back to bars, I'm hungry,
This is gon' feed the needy
Y'all looking grannys ziti
out in Tahiti
On Fiji with Erykah booty in a bikini
Your main is a Precious, my side chick is a RiRi
I fuck her and her out for fries in the panini
I ain't a rap nigga, I'm a that rap
this - y'all saw the cipher
I ain't bringing back
Why should I recycle when my mind is a flight to Mars?
And any force I came was like rhyming inside a star
With the Universe on my back, your human is wack
I grab my extraterrestrial testicles I rap
And tell Earth it, tell the planet try it
I turn this bitch the Independence Day
Without the drunk pilot
I competition, constructing a composition
Of destruction, put a [?]
I'm Optimus Prime trucking boulevard, just wishin'
That a star screams so I can go on a mission
You set the bar high, I raised the bar
You gon' though, inferno scorch a bonfire