Luyện nghe bài hát Icontrol

(Oh yeah...Bricka
Oh yeah...Sticka)

(chorus 2x):
I can go where no man can go,
I no man controls me yo
Front on F, then your a** be comatose
Your a** be comatose

(Verse):
I'm off the chain I'm in the hood selling raw
I dollars no change Bens and Franklins
My close friends they told me stay away from
Fetti some of your homies are up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in sleep on some freddy sh*t
So don't dream, get your up and zoom
Haters hate oh well I let hate on I got my weight on
So now my weights up you f*cks relate what
Mad cause my papes up, yall police lovers calling the jake up
I ain't point fingers or nothing but of you G's are
Mischief are up informants for the paper
I ain't with the I spit a lungy in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so don't try I and I ain't talking bout St. Ives
Try I get in the eye

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 2):
I told you n*ggas before I'm me, I told you before I'ma G
So f*ck you n*ggas if you don't me I said
F*ck you b*tches if you like me I said
I don't get paid for worrying bout haters bout me
If hating on me gon' pay off
Do yall cause F ain't fake, never could hate on the n*gga with big plans
This is my plan I'm tryna get rich b*tch, to all haters and perpetrators
Eat a d*ck, F about paper never I be a snitch
You can just call me the witch when I twitch
Ohh another hit, its the bandit done did it again
Now who want beef cause F got heat and F play with them
So tell me why wanna play with me
Cause I'm the twin of willie ding, f*ck the kid I'ma take it there
Tell you the truth I'm wild coco beware, I run with lions tigers and bears
My bricks is stacked so you better beware, you haters better beware

(chorus 2x)