Luyện nghe bài hát Icontrol

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

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

(Verse):
I'm off the chain I'm in the selling raw caine
I want dollars no change and Franklins
My close friends they told me away from phonies
some of your 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 hate oh well I let hate on I got my weight on
So now my weights up you fake relate what
Mad cause my up, yall some police lovers calling the jake up
I point fingers or nothing but some of you G's are
are snaked up informants for the paper
I with the snitching I spit a lungy in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so don't try crooked I and I ain't talking bout St.
Try I get in the eye

(chorus 2x)

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

(chorus 2x)