Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

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I ain't even gotta give this too much
Ortiz won every war that he ever fought
This ain't no different, I'm listening, you the king of New
Lil homie you ain't the king of New York, you the next on my fork
The messenger all them rings on that horse
Carrying king's heads 'til I kick you in the
And you and fall into a bottomless pit
Homie, you know how many that fit?
When we met you ''it's an honor, man, the YAOWA man can spit''
Maybe that's why you left me out of that
that's why the Slaughterhouse ain't get dissed
Or maybe I'm not on radar
You feel you gotta acknowledge my clique
Either way, I personal train this beat, it get ripped
You rich rappers can't respond all the dollars you get
Gangsta rappers can't retaliate with hollows and
And you fashion rappers wear the kind of that hardly get zipped
So zip it, I got this shit, real hip hop in this
The apocalypse has fell upon us, the zombies I split
The walking dead, been a monster, shorty, I can get bit
And never turn, I'm immune to these rappers calling sick
I the red carpet holding my dick
And throw tomatoes at the podium for whack awards that y'all get
Then stand up and YAOWA then dip
And smack a legend on the way out of that
Cause I big up the elite
The elite can get it too, you all fit my feet
You all victims, all when a nigga trying to eat
I'll see to it, missing like a whino nigga teeth
can get it
Old nigga, new nigga, him nigga, you
One nigga, two nigga, a few
I do niggas harm with bars
It was brave, you took a chance like a Monopoly
Put that telly you trying to check in, that is ours
Can't get a W on Broadway, I'm New all day
Yeah, that's the boss stay
You no that oye?
A Ricans running at you chief like Okoye
Last in Compton I was kicking it with Jorge
I rocked with some cons out west the boy Ye
But I don't claim king even though my name
And I had China in the Bay, we call
Rodeo to Daygo they telling you the same
be in Sacramento so much he can claim king
But that's the west coast, I'm from this
I'll the king of LA to Dre, I was this close
To at Aftermath, but lamped out like a Genie
But Dre you such a gangster and [?] you're a sweetie
And guess what, I'm a free agent again if y'all never me
But back to these bars, I'm hungry, beat is gon' feed the needy
Y'all looking like grannys ziti, zucchini out in
On Fiji with Erykah booty in a bikini (haaaa!)
Your main chick is a Precious, my side is a RiRi
I her and take her out for fries in the panini
I ain't a rap nigga, I'm a nigga rap
Before this -- y'all saw the cypher, I ain't bringing that
Why should I bars when my mind is a flight to Mars?
And any force I came across was like rhyming a star
With the Universe on my back, your version is wack
I grab my testicles when I rap
And tell Earth suck it, the planet try it
I turn this bitch into the Independence Day without the lucky pilot
I competition, constructing a composition
Of destruction, putting Destructicons in the
I'm Prime trucking your boulevard, just wishin'
That a star screams so I can go on a bombing
You raise the bar high, I set the bar
You gon' learn though, scorch a bonfire