Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

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Tell Kendrick and TDE need to lay off the PCP
Far the king, this is the city of BDP
You'll never be a real west artist like Eazy E
You a joke, we laugh at you like he he he
Y'all stick dildoes in each other like Stevie G
I Stevie J on that sex tape 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 cornier like your E-Y-E
Back when we was they used to cut off our balls
Then 'em in our mouths, kept us away from the girls
Modern day slavery, now they put us in
A bunch of men in cells away from the
This wasn't done just the color of skin
was done cause they never wanted us to be men
Kendrick, Kanye, Drake, all act feminine
Wear a lot of you usually see women in
So the mainstream finds it interesting
Push 'em up to the forefront, positioning
You never made it cause you bringing in
Singing like a lady, you get away murder, you George Zimmerman
What I'm stating is facts,
You only up cause you contributed to the feminization of the black man
Woves on you, time to get rid of these rappers
Wolfpack on back, you really a backpacker
Kendrick - where's your last name rap bastard?
You got two first names, your was ass backwards
Always make gun sounds in your like ''dew dew dew''
Sounds like a gun out of Star R2D2
You gassed up, you thought you could creep upon
The MTV that TI was freaking on
You tried to hug her, she off like ''keep your arm''
I've seen that footage you got curved by Nia Long
kid, mad city - you know nothing about the trap
On your album cover you sat on man's lap
They looked like the Supreme's, you was Diana
Only person in the flip with no shirt - damn it
But when they molest you did you have your off?
Baby bottle right there on the table, that right there was
A Muslim who eat pork, that's not
Bust your chopper's off and put it to the east
King of New York, why you ain't say you the of LA?
You from Compton, scared to from them ese's
Bloods, real Crips - MS-13's
Mexican Mafia, what about them boys Queens?
They gon' bust and pull it hard on Southern Boulevard
Staten Island a homo, get thrown off the Verrazano
Bronx lay your pussy down, do more than just Boogie
they just flossin', dawg, get their Bumpy Johnsonn off
You about Brooklyn, they gon' bang my G
And only let you live cause you came with me
Jay Z co-signed you, you was the torch
Now you think you Big Meech, you must listen to
Catch you slipping in the city, no permission to
Kiss your jewelry goodbye, put your lips on your
I the lowlives, do the shit for New York
That's why the man on my shirt sit on the horse
This rap shit be the death of me, I'm driven with force
I'd die with a victory than live with a loss
That little bitch you fucking told me, why she missing your
She said your dick is so little that you piss on your
Man, your shit bougy, I'm loading shots in the Uzi
No fingerprints, wipe 'em down like Lil' Boosie
He it's all good cause Biggie made Juicy
But he should listen to ''Who Shot Ya?'', we toolies
Even back then we had hammers under Coogis
Goonies in front of the corner stores them loosies
Strip you to socks, I bet you we got a pussy
My hit em' dead in his cooty come out his booty
'Bout to make a movie on roolie, we keep it
Bullets in the chamber like judge Judy