Luyện nghe bài hát Control (HOF)

[Intro: Big
I up
Yeah and I take my
I'mma my time, whoa
moves only, nigga

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

[Bridge: Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are never their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to
Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you
I'm not gonna fold or
(I smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you

[Verse 2: Lamar]
Flex to drop a bomb on this shit
So many bombs, the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So bombs, make Farrakhan think Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on mom while she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold
I'm important like the pope, I'm a on pork
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them
The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for
Live in the basement, pews and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women I'm in Vegas
Who the fuck y'all thought supposed to be?
If Phil came back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can these nuts
dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the same flow that put the rap game on a
I've niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies'll turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white lookin' for parties
Playin with Barbies, wreck the before you give 'em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul
You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a
(I smoke crack motherfucker I sell it)
I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of
I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't me
You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch Ive been before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, I'm 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 you're in it, better run for sake
I heard the barbershops spittin' great debates all the
Bout the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the of y'all
New just new niggas, don't get involved
And I rockin no more designer shit
White Ts and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes
I'm usually homeboys the same niggas I'm rhymin' wit
But this is hip hop and them niggas know what time it is
And that goes for Cole, Big KRIT, Wale
Pusha T, Meek Millz, Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac
I got for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas
Tryna make sure your core fans never of you niggas
They dont wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you
What is competition? I'm raise the bar high
Who jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive
Out the exit of 5 G5s with 5 grand
With your granddad as the pilot he as fuck tryna land
With the hand of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the that pops in his head
Is an option of violence, heard the stewardess said
your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a thread