Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

The same thing make you laugh, you gon' cry from
now, cry later but your time will come
And if you by the gun, you could die from one
Even the deer can run the jungle till the come
If you make a living off the shit that dying from
You gon' get guap until the cops with the come
Now you gotta tell on the nigga that buying from
Or sit in prison for wild time for 'some
I speak the truth these nigga got lying tongue
So if there's level to this shit, I'm on the one
I know you guys gon' try the ladder
But if you sit in jail or you die, don't even
will back stab you just to make their pockets fatter
That's why pissing me off, I got a bad bladder
A rapper not a character that blabber a of words that rhyme
But don't make sense most of the
And most of the that they rhyme is mostly designed
For dudes that's stupid not using most of minds
Most that's committed is by a cat
That listen to a rapper spitting shit fictitious and try to mimic
Don't imitate a nigga that been a fake, he a
They should put me in a Guinness, most punchlines,
And if I diss a cat in a rap, nigga finished
I got in it to niggas the business, not for the business
I'm highly recommended but this is not exciting me
You wear tight clothes, but you're ain't tight to me
I know you trying, man, to find a man as as me
But a blind man like "damn that would've been a to see"
No one can stop me, I'm and got the right to be
Ey, they shoulda gave a mic to me
You would BIG, Big Pun and Big L ghostwrite for me
And I could box, you do not to pick a fight with me
I'm not in the best shape like I would to be
But I exercise every time I my pipe to pee
I you would like me see battle whoever
But that's getting Mayweather to go and fight for free
That's not happening, I would rather stop
I flipped crack now I spit crack, I ain't trapping
I rather get my money upfront on the backend
My bars been crazy, I'm Slim with black skin
I got the belt
The hardest battle I done ever been in is I battled myself
I weight so don't make a giant battle with elf
For real, I'm tryna I gotta battle for health, I'm ill
And I feel nephew a homosexual
if your flow is sick, I disinfect you
I'm special, if you're in I disconnect you
I'm not let you get disrespectful, I'm gon' 'dress you
I'm a mogul I don't care if I you or never met you
I suggest you don't come at me or I'm gon' correct you
I hope you don't think that security protect you
Cause when them goons come in the room the done been you
I bet you me and them cats come them cats run, we ruthless
My niggas gets stupid if cats act
You a lame, you putting my in a rap, son
Is like a silencer on a cap gun
And why go and buy a chain I can snatch one
To get you jammed, niggas like ''damn, where'd you get from?''
I jack son like Mahalia, I'm trying to ya I'll F you up
let 'em set you up for a failure
I'm a hustler, but I don't touch paraphernalia
I just did a tour in and Australia
The boy the best, I'm the greatest more or less
I'm just to figure out who the fuck I'mma slaugther next
I got my weight up, you better show more respect
Before you pussies get ate up like sex
My bars crack, niggas to bring the bars back
But their bars wack, I'm like ''where the is their bars at?''
I'm tired of hearing all them jewelry and car
The ''making it rain'' and ''buying out the raps
I got hype when I heard that Lamar rapped
I'm in the thinking construction boots and a hard hat
I bring it to life, these cats ain't acting right
These cats all rap alike, I never heard a rap I
I the mic, I'm a veteran, you a rookie
You a dickhead, but you a
A
Cass the type that'll send you to the
Bring you back to life and kill you with the raps I write
Yeah, I used to play the like a traffic light
But I stopped white so I could live the rapper life
But a rapper life all it's cracked up to be
Ain't no rappers tough as me, that's why they fuck with me
They could label this a diss when the drop
Cause I'm better your favorite rapper by a longshot
You gon' have to bring the song when the song stop
And rewind all the punchlines that song got
I paint pictures, no
I'm not the king of New York, but the of New York know I'm hot
And no I'm not trying to be the of Philly
But I've been holding my city, just ask Gilly - really
If any of you niggas act silly, I'll be to compete
You see what to Meek
I'm not rapping, nigga, to get in the beef
I'm just rapping to be competitive, I do shit never did
Yeah, this hip hop recorded
So if you a fan of hip hop you support it
Cause it's shortage of rappers like they supposed to rhyme
And you will never find a rapper rapping as dope as mine
Yeah, I'm the dopest nigga out, most focused out
I spit out my mouth
And the streets need coca, a drought
The fans going through withdrawal, they need some sick
I got it like Kriss Kross
When they was wearing all clothes backwards
I rappers
Yeah, I'm in my hip hop bag
every cat that say they hip hop glad
Yeah, and my wife like shit hot, Cass''
And she got a K Love & Hip Hop ass
Yeah, every cat not hip hop trash
And I'm ill, fish right out the ziplock bag
Nobody better, I do I wanna do
And since you're scared to at me I'mma come at you
What the is the game coming to?
Kendrick couldn't shine on me on a if he wanted to
Cause I that shit, nigga, number two
And I'm coming through to make it hot the summer through