Luyện nghe bài hát Control

[Intro: Big
I up
Yeah and I take my
I'ma take my time,
moves only, nigga

[Verse 1: Big
Boy I'm my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women, yeah bunk bed bitches
I've lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first
On some ground ball
Cause now I run my city on some hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather, G.O.O.D. Music, Ye
Champagne tastes better, they told me I never boy, never say never
Swear flow like an infant's first steps
I got paid to debts
Then I finally found a girl reverse stress
So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to death
So I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a
Show him I somethin' out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I always behind
In my mind, but tryin' and not doin'
Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not
I fuck tryin' and not doin'
Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not
I up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in Juicy vid
I motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray dome
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that ain't fair
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't got a mayor
You write your name with a Sharpie, I write in stone
I that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long
We on, tryna be than everybody that's better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit everybody
I'm so first class, I could spit up on every pilot
The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's
And I'm over sayin' they're the hottest niggas
Then run to the hottest niggas just to hot
I'm one of the hottest I flame drop
Drop fire, and not I'm name dropping, Hall of Fame droppin'
And I ain't takin' shit from nobody they're OG's
Cause that the way of an OG
So I G-O more G's, every dollar
changed though, I'm just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got feet
Got up in the game won't look back at my old
Clique so deep we take up the whole
I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Don

Kendrick Lamar]
Miscellaneous are never explainin' their minds
grin for my alias aliens to respond
Peddlin' sin, maybe when you get old you realize
I'm not gonna fold or
(I don't smoke crack, I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your
So if you a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, a pop you and give you this

2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell to drop a bomb on this shit
So many bombs, the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on mom while she watchin' the kids
I'm in a mode if the gold exists
I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle both
The all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
in the basement, church pews and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women I'm in Vegas
Who the fuck y'all thought it's to be?
If Phil came back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble nuts
Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big Kurupt
This the flow that put the rap game on a crutch
I've seen niggas transform like Decepticons
Mollies'll prolly these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white girls for parties
Playin Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul
You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a
(I don't smoke motherfucker I sell it)
I'm in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
I'm aimin' for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Connery
James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in of me
And I'm gonna get it if you're in the way
And if you're in it, better run for sake
I the barbershops spittin' great debates all the time
Bout the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of
New just new niggas, don't get involved
And I ain't rockin no more shit
White T's and Cortez, this is red Corvettes anonymous
I'm usually homeboys the same niggas I'm rhymin' wit
But is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is
And that goes for Cole, Big KRIT, Wale
T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac
I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you
Tryna sure your core fans never heard of you niggas
They dont wanna not one more noun or verb from you niggas
What is competition? I'm tryna the bar high
Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna
Out the exit of 5 G5's with 5 grand
With your granddad as the pilot he as fuck tryna land
With the hand of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head
Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess
That your parachute is a latex hooked to a dread