Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

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Tell and TDE they need to lay off the PCP
Far from the king, is the city of BDP
You'll never be a real west coast 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 ain't Biggie, you can
Every time I hear you getting cornier like your E-Y-E
Back when we was slaves they to cut off our balls
Then stuffed 'em in our mouths, kept us away the girls
day slavery, now they 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 they never wanted us to be men
Kendrick, Kanye, Drake, they all act
Wear a lot of clothes you see women in
So the mainstream America it interesting
Push 'em up to the forefront, positioning
You never made it cause you lyrics in
Singing like a lady, you get away murder, you George Zimmerman
What I'm stating is facts,
You only blew up cause you contributed to the of the black man
Woves on you, time to get rid of crap rappers
Wolfpack on your back, you really a
Kendrick Lamar - where's your last rap bastard?
You got two first names, mama was ass backwards
Always make gun in your songs like ''dew dew dew''
Sounds like a gun out of Star R2D2
You up, you thought you could just creep upon
The MTV interview that TI was on
You tried to hug her, she pushed off like ''keep your
I've seen that footage when you got curved by Nia
Good kid, mad city - you know nothing the trap
On your album cover you sat on man's lap
They looked like the Supreme's, you was Ross
Only person in the flip no shirt - damn it boss
But when they molest you did you have pamper off?
Baby bottle there on the table, that right there was yours
A Muslim who eat pork, 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, scared to from them ese's
Bloods, real Crips - MS-13's
Mexican Mafia, what about them boys from
They gon' bust and pull it right on Southern Boulevard
Staten Island catch a homo, get off the Verrazano
Bronx lay your pussy down, do more than just Down
Harlem they just flossin', dawg, get their Johnsonn off
You know about Brooklyn, they gon' my G
And they only let you live you came with me
Jay Z co-signed you, you was the torch
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 lips on cross
I the lowlives, do the shit for New York
why the little man on my shirt sit on the horse
This rap shit gon' be the death of me, I'm with force
I'd rather die with a than live with a loss
That little bitch you fucking told me, why she missing calls
She said your dick is so little that you on your balls
Man, your shit sound bougy, I'm loading in the Uzi
No fingerprints, I'll wipe 'em like Lil' Boosie
He think it's all good 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 corner stores smoking them
you to your socks, I bet you we got a pussy
My bullets hit em' dead in his cooty come out his
'Bout to make a movie on roolie, we keep it
in the chamber like judge Matheson Judy