Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

I need to talk to Laury
is Mike Laury
Dubba-AA
Mommy, got them beats

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get down
'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, slide on em, they know it now
is the sound
Pull up with them poles, nigga 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

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

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

SK's, guns, it's two of us with four nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get down
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch get rolled down
You wasn't never 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 I blow your block down
He was with his talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that)
You want some fame, we got glizzies, get you hot now

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

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

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch get rolled down
You wasn't never 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, know I blow 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 lame shit, you know it is
Play games, get your brain split,
Yeah, 4KTrey,
is the sound
Ain't safe
thugs, we put guns to the face
Who gon' die
Slime,