Luyện nghe bài hát Control

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

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

Kendrick Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are explainin' their minds
Devilish grin for my aliens to respond
Peddlin' sin, maybe when you get old you realize
I'm not gonna fold or
(I don't crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to melon
So if you have a relapse, relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, a pop you and give you this

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