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 I'm in the hood selling raw caine
I want dollars no Bens and Franklins
My close friends they told me stay away phonies
some of your homies are straight up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in your on some freddy sh*t
So dream, get your fetti up and zoom
Haters hate oh 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 lovers calling the up
I ain't fingers or nothing but some of you G's are
Mischief are snaked up informants for the
I ain't with the snitching I a lungy in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so don't try crooked I and I ain't bout St. Ives
Try I get in the eye

(chorus 2x)

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

(chorus 2x)