Luyện nghe bài hát Icontrol

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

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

(Verse):
I'm off the I'm in the hood selling raw caine
I dollars no change Bens and Franklins
My close friends they told me away from phonies
Fetti some of your are straight up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in your sleep on some sh*t
So don't dream, get your up and zoom
Haters hate oh well I let them hate on I got my on
So now my weights up you f*cks relate what
Mad cause my papes up, yall some 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 snitching I spit a in a cop eye and tell you
The a lie, so don't try crooked I and I ain't talking bout St. Ives
Try I get in the eye

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(Verse 2):
I told you n*ggas before I'm me, I told you before I'ma G
So you n*ggas if you don't like me I said
F*ck you if you don't like me I said
I don't get for worrying bout haters worrying bout me
If on me gon' pay off then
Do cause F ain't fake, never could hate on the next n*gga with big plans
This is my plan I'm tryna get b*tch, to all yall haters and perpetrators
Eat a d*ck, F about never I could be a snitch
You can just call me the blair witch 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 they play with me
I'm the twin of willie 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 is stacked so you haters better beware, you haters better beware

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