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** will be
Your a** will be

(Verse):
I'm off the I'm in the hood selling raw caine
I want no change Bens and Franklins
My close friends they told me stay from phonies
Fetti some of your homies are straight up
I bet they try to catch you in your on some freddy sh*t
So don't dream, get your up and zoom
Haters hate oh well I let them 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 point fingers or but some of you G's are
Mischief are 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 talking bout St. Ives
Try I get in the eye

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 2):
I told you n*ggas I'm me, I told you n*ggas before I'ma G
So f*ck you if you don't like me I said
F*ck you b*tches if you like me I said
I get paid for worrying bout haters worrying bout me
If on me gon' pay off then
Do yall cause F ain't fake, never could hate on the next n*gga with big
This is my plan I'm 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 call me the blair when I twitch
Ohh sh*t another hit, its the bandit did it again
Now who want beef F got heat and F don't play with them
So me why they wanna play with me
Cause I'm the twin of ding, f*ck with the kid I'ma take it there
Tell you the truth I'm wild like coco beware, I run with lions tigers and
My bricks is stacked so you haters better beware, you haters better

(chorus 2x)