Luyện nghe bài hát World Takeover

[Joe
Whoever thought that, taking the world would take
than 3 years
I know I shit
Matter of fact it ain't, it ain't been 3 yet
Well the takeover is
I you hear 'em coming
It feel '03 yet?
You in that yet?!?!
I like sayin that shit
That shit just sound
Jersey!
The of New Jersey
World

You got wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna *scratches*
wanna shoot 'em on site *scratches*
Some, wanna shoot 'em on site *scratches* Some
Some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some shank me
Put him out to dry, you got some wanna me
Then I pissed 'em off, or some of 'em angry
All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would me
And I could give a fuck where none of you rank me
Him, him, them, son of 'em ain't me
I worked to get here, now that I got here
They me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee
*gun [Is this what you want?!]

Some shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me
Put him out to dry, you got some wanna me
Then I pissed 'em off, or some of 'em angry
All I did for hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me
And I could give a fuck bout where none of you me
Him, him, them, son of 'em ain't me
I hard to get here, now that I got here
They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a
Mic 1,2
I say what I mean, I mean I say what I feel
Do I want to
Got into something you can't
I piss in whatever your train of thought gotta run through
I'm by my lonely, so I might let the hawk
Any block, I double-park, get out and walk
And nowadays niggaz like listenin to bullshit, its
Even got a talk show
Left the Sidekick home, took the old pager
I wanna believe there's no thing as a hater
Do something for somebody, they expect something in
Now there's no such thing as a
Soon as I stop smoking, blunts out in flavors
I think of New Orleans I step out in gators (talk to 'em)
Some dudes starving, ribs just keep touchin
My shoulder me Chicago, I keep brushing
E'ry nationwide ain't national
Rappers appear to be dicks that vaginal
E'ry Capo out there seeing capital
And everybody's really ain't rational (oh!)
So when I'm the 5
I rep Willy's and Jers, I don't need to be on Drive
See the tee wit my cig lit
I'm Brown, New York is fucked up so they signed me to fix shit
beef come I'm never tryna find me a biscuit
Late night I'm never tryna find me a trick
Call me I'll you how stupid a bitch get
I know every move, see me on that kid shit
They bring harm to you
Front like they really got a bond you
Like I went to the prom with you (nah!)
Fuck dude got not but to bong at you
Mans ain't gorilla, so better have King with you
He's see the lypo on him
Caravan ride slow on him, mu'fucker
I might let this lil red light on him
Hope he walk round wit Geico on him,
Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of raps
It's all wack, how you to get gassed
And this rap shit is reality TV
It's totally different from what marketed as
Know the game's fucked up, no I can't call it
Can't me down, and I won't fall and trip
I gotta just milk this for all it gives
No chain on but 10
So naw fam, don't wanna talk or chit-chat
down liftin the pound just from the kick back
Dudes got a wit me, just a snitch that
Ask anybody, I'm the one to get at
Get

She so stupid, get her talk
some of that phone sex shit we be doin
Aight, me from the mu'fuckin tippity