Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

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Tell Kendrick and TDE they to lay off the PCP
Far from the king, is the city of BDP
You'll never be a west coast artist like Eazy E
You a joke, we laugh at you like he he he
Y'all probably stick dildoes in each other Stevie G
I mean Stevie J on that sex with Eve
Sean, Big Sean, let me see ID
Before you rap why you say B.I.G.?
You Biggie, you can D-I-E
Every time I hear you you're getting like your E-Y-E
when we was slaves they used to cut off our balls
Then stuffed 'em in our mouths, kept us away from the
Modern day slavery, now put us in jail
A bunch of men in cells away the females
This wasn't done just because the color of
This was done cause they wanted us to be men
Kendrick, Kanye, Drake, they all act
Wear a lot of clothes you see women in
So the mainstream America finds it
Push 'em up to the forefront, they
You never made it cause you lyrics in
like a lady, you get away with murder, you George Zimmerman
What I'm stating is facts,
You blew up cause you contributed to the feminization of the black man
Woves on you, time to get rid of these crap
Wolfpack on your back, you a backpacker
Kendrick Lamar - where's your last rap bastard?
You got two names, your mama was ass backwards
Always make gun sounds in your songs like dew dew''
Sounds a gun out of Star Wars: R2D2
You gassed up, you you could just creep upon
The MTV interview TI was freaking on
You tried to hug her, she pushed off ''keep your arm''
I've seen that footage when you got curved by Nia
Good kid, mad city - you know nothing the trap
On album cover you sat on another man's lap
They like the Supreme's, you was Diana Ross
Only person in the with no shirt - damn it boss
But when they molest you did you have pamper off?
Baby bottle right there on the table, that right there was
A who eat pork, that's not peace
Bust your chopper's head off and put it to the
of New York, why you ain't say you the king of LA?
You from Compton, to death from them ese's
Bloods, real Crips - MS-13's
Mexican Mafia, about them boys from Queens?
They gon' and pull it hard right on Southern Boulevard
Staten Island a homo, get thrown off the Verrazano
Bronx lay your down, do more than just Boogie Down
Harlem they just flossin', dawg, get their Bumpy off
You know Brooklyn, they gon' bang my G
And only let you live cause you came with me
Jay Z co-signed you, you was given the
Now you you Big Meech, you must listen to Ross
Catch you slipping in the city, no permission to
Kiss your jewelry goodbye, put your on your cross
I the lowlives, do the shit for New York
That's why the little man on my sit on the horse
This rap shit be the death of me, I'm driven with force
I'd rather die with a victory than live a loss
That bitch you fucking told me, why she missing your calls
She said dick is so little that you piss on your balls
Man, your shit bougy, I'm loading shots in the Uzi
No fingerprints, I'll wipe 'em down like Lil'
He think all good cause Biggie made Juicy
But he listen to ''Who Shot Ya?'', we bang toolies
Even back we had hammers under them Coogis
Goonies in front of the stores smoking them loosies
Strip you to your socks, I bet you we got a
My bullets hit em' in his cooty come out his booty
to make a movie on roolie, we keep it Gucci
Bullets in the chamber like judge Judy