Luyện nghe bài hát World Takeover

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

You got some wanna shoot 'em on then there's some wanna *scratches*
Some wanna shoot 'em on *scratches*
Some, some wanna shoot 'em on site Some
Some shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me
Put him out to dry, you got some hang me
I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em angry
All I did for this I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me
And I could a fuck bout where none of you rank me
Him, him, them, son none of 'em me
I worked hard to get here, now that I got
They want me gone, tryna treat Joe like a Yankee
shots* [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 hang me
Then I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em
All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz thank me
And I could give a bout where none of you rank me
Him, him, them, son of 'em ain't me
I worked hard to get here, now that I got
They me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee
Mic 1,2
I say I mean, I mean what I say what I feel
Do whatever I to
Got into you can't undo
I in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run through
I'm by my lonely, so I might let the show
Any block, I double-park, get out and slow
And nowadays like listenin to bullshit, its obvious
Even Tyra got a talk
Left the Sidekick home, took the old pager
I wanna there's no such 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, come out in flavors
I think of New when I step out in gators (talk to 'em)
Some dudes starving, their ribs just touchin
My shoulder me Chicago, I keep brushing
E'ry artist ain't national
Rappers appear to be dicks really vaginal
Capo out there ain't seeing capital
And everybody's rationale really ain't (oh!)
So when I'm the 5
I rep Willy's and Jers, I don't to be on Ocean Drive
See the tee wit my cig lit
I'm Larry Brown, New York is fucked up so they me to fix shit
When come I'm never tryna find me a biscuit
Late night I'm never tryna me a quick trick
Call me I'll tell you how a bitch get
I know they every move, see me on kid shit
They bring harm to you
Front like they really got a bond you
'member 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
bitch see the lypo on him
Caravan might ride on him, mu'fucker
I might let this lil red glow on him
he walk round wit Geico on him, mu'fucker
Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of raps
It's all wack, how you to get gassed
And this rap is like reality TV
It's different from what it's marketed as
Know the game's fucked up, no I can't call it
Can't knock me down, and I won't fall and
I gotta just milk this shit for all it
No on but 10 mortgages
So naw fam, don't wanna talk or just
Fell down liftin the just from the kick back
Dudes got a problem wit me, a snitch that
Ask anybody, I'm the one to get at
Get

She so stupid, get her talk
some of that good sex shit we be doin
Aight, take me from the tippity