Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

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

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four
Trippin' off no nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed down
Ridin' with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they it now
is the sound
Pull up with poles, nigga froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I your block down
He was his bros 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 your
I'll your mammy and your daddy if you ain't know
She actin' classy, some money on a stank ho
I pull up with that ratchet in my raincoat
Whip out that Glock, get out your top and get your blowed
We got Hellcats but we dippin' in Durangos
Go with your move, we pop ass and get your name known
And that's a fact, nigga mad because his mans gone
I rolled me up an opp, I get my "Bang" on
You bitches don't want war with us, Jay, this the song
These niggas lyin', they scared to ride, my gang wrong
Hop out the and spray this bitch without no aim on, hold on

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

SK's, machine guns, two of us with four nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get down
Ridin' 'round with 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 them poles, nigga froze and get shot
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block
He was with his bros bold, but he not now (Fuck that)
You want fame, we got them 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 inside my bunk, I slept murder on my mind, nigga
I'ma them niggas off like back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga
Bitch, it's when it's time to ride, all you niggas dyin'
Them bullets flyin', niggas go to with no fuckin' sign
Whip down, go to bustin', make you piss pants, that's lemon-lime
Should've known that it get ugly it's up but ain't no fuckin' hidin'

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

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

Straight gang shit, no lame shit, you what it is
Play games, get your split, bitch
Yeah, 4KTrey,
This is the
Ain't safe
thugs, we put guns to the face
Who die today?
Slime,