Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

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