Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

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

SK's, guns, it's two of us with four nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that nigga get blowed down
Ridin' with them sticks, nigga, these bitch 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 them poles, nigga and get shot down
in control, niggas know I blow your 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

Money on your head, I get bankrolled
I'll whack your mammy and daddy if you ain't know
She classy, throw some money on a stank ho
I pull up with that ratchet in my raincoat
Whip out Glock, get out your top and get your brain 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 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 to ride, well my gang wrong
Hop out the back and spray bitch without no aim on, hold on

AK, guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell
Fuck get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell
Hoppin' out with my chains on, 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, that fuck nigga get down
'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll on em, they know it now
Pull up with them poles, nigga froze and get shot
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I your 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 on the line, nigga
He say he want him gone, we check him off 'cause he 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 homicide it's time to ride, all you niggas dyin'
Them bullets flyin', go to droppin' 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, guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell
Fuck niggas get banged on, ass, they run and tell
Hoppin' out with my on, bitch nigga, don't tuck no tail
that top nigga, bitch nigga, don't say Kentrell

SK's, guns, it's two of us with four nines
Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck get blowed down
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll on em, they know it now
Pull up with them poles, 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 want fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now

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