Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

I need to talk to Laury
This is Mike
flexin'
Mommy, India got beats

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, fuck nigga get blowed down
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these niggas get rolled down
You wasn't with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now
This is the
Pull up with poles, nigga froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, know I blow your block down
He was with his talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that)
You want fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now

Money on your head, I get bankrolled
I'll whack your mammy and daddy if you ain't know
She actin' classy, throw money on a stank ho
I up actin' with that ratchet in my raincoat
Whip out that Glock, get out your top and get brain blowed
We got Hellcats but we dippin' in Durangos
Go with your move, we pop your ass and get your name
And that's a fact, nigga mad because his mans gone
I just me up an opp, I get my "Bang" on
You bitches don't want war us, Jay, this the same song
These niggas lyin', they scared to ride, well my gang
Hop out the back and spray this without no aim on, hold on

AK, guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell
Fuck niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and
Hoppin' out with my chains on, bitch nigga, tuck no tail
YoungBoy that top nigga, bitch nigga, say Kentrell

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get down
Ridin' 'round with sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, know it now
Pull up them poles, nigga froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow block down
He was his bros talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that)
You some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now

When I was in jail, I was with Nadi on the line,
He say he want him gone, we check him off 'cause he slime, nigga
Laid inside my bunk, I slept with murder on my mind,
I'ma them niggas off like back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga
Bitch, it's homicide when it's time to ride, all you dyin'
Them bullets flyin', niggas go to with no fuckin' sign
Whip down, go to bustin', you piss your pants, that's lemon-lime
known that it get ugly when it's up but ain't no fuckin' hidin'

AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, big as hell
Fuck niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and
Hoppin' out my chains on, bitch nigga, don't tuck no tail
YoungBoy that top nigga, bitch nigga, don't say

SK's, machine guns, two of us with four nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, fuck nigga get blowed down
Ridin' with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now
Pull up with poles, nigga froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I your block down
He was with his bros bold, but he not now (Fuck that)
You want fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now

Straight gang shit, no shit, you know what it is
Play games, get brain split, bitch
Yeah, 4KTrey,
is the sound
Ain't nobody
Outside thugs, we put to the face
Who die today?
Slime,