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, your a** will be comatose
Your a** be comatose

(Verse):
I'm off the chain I'm in the hood raw caine
I want dollars no change Bens and
My close friends they me stay away from phonies
Fetti some of your are straight up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in sleep on some freddy sh*t
So don't dream, get your fetti up and
Haters hate oh well I let them hate on I got my on
So now my weights up you fake f*cks what
Mad cause my papes up, yall some police lovers the jake up
I ain't point fingers or but some 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 devils a lie, so don't try crooked I and I ain't talking 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 like me I
I don't get paid for worrying bout worrying bout me
If hating on me pay off then
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 paper never I be a snitch
You can just call me the witch 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 with them
So tell me why they wanna play 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 bricks is stacked so you haters beware, you haters better beware

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