Luyện nghe bài hát Icontrol

(Oh yeah...Bricka
Oh yeah...Sticka)

(chorus 2x):
I can go where no man can go,
I no man controls me yo
on F, then your a** will be comatose
Your a** will be

(Verse):
I'm off the I'm in the hood selling raw caine
I want dollars no Bens and Franklins
My close friends they told me stay from phonies
Fetti some of your homies are straight up
I bet they try to you in your sleep on some freddy sh*t
So don't dream, get your up and zoom
Haters oh well I let them hate on I got my weight on
So now my weights up you f*cks relate what
Mad cause my papes up, yall some police lovers calling the up
I ain't point fingers or nothing but of you G's are
Mischief are up informants for the paper
I ain't with the snitching I a lungy in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so don't try I and I ain't talking bout 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 like me I said
F*ck you if you don't like me I said
I don't get paid for bout haters worrying bout me
If on me gon' 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 and perpetrators
Eat a d*ck, F about paper never I be a snitch
You can just me the blair witch when I twitch
Ohh sh*t another hit, its the bandit done did it
Now who want beef cause F got and F don't play with them
So tell me why they wanna play me
Cause I'm the twin of willie ding, f*ck with the kid I'ma take it
Tell you the truth I'm wild like coco beware, I run with lions and bears
My bricks is so you haters better beware, you haters better beware

(chorus 2x)