Luyện nghe bài hát Icontrol

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

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

(Verse):
I'm off the chain I'm in the hood selling raw
I want dollars no change and Franklins
My close they told me stay away from phonies
Fetti some of homies are straight up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in sleep on some freddy sh*t
So dream, get your fetti up and zoom
Haters oh well I let them hate on I got my weight on
So now my weights up you fake f*cks what
Mad cause my papes up, yall some police calling the jake up
I point fingers or nothing but some of you G's are
Mischief are snaked up for the paper
I ain't with the snitching I spit a in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so try crooked 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 you n*ggas before I'ma G
So f*ck you n*ggas if you like me I said
F*ck you b*tches if you don't me I said
I don't get paid for worrying bout worrying bout me
If hating on me pay off then
Do yall cause F ain't fake, never could on the next n*gga with big plans
This is my I'm tryna get rich b*tch, to all yall haters and perpetrators
Eat a d*ck, F paper never I could be a snitch
You can just me the blair witch when I twitch
Ohh sh*t another hit, its the done did it again
Now who want beef F got heat and F don't play with them
So tell me why they play with me
Cause I'm the twin of willie ding, f*ck with the kid take it there
Tell you the truth I'm wild like coco beware, I run with tigers and bears
My bricks is stacked so you better beware, you haters better beware

(chorus 2x)