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 chain I'm in the selling raw caine
I want dollars no change and Franklins
My close friends they told me away from phonies
Fetti some of your are straight up creeps
I bet they try to catch you in your sleep on some freddy
So don't dream, get your up and zoom
Haters hate oh well I let them hate on I got my on
So now my weights up you f*cks relate what
Mad cause my papes up, some police lovers calling the jake up
I point fingers or nothing but some of you G's are
Mischief are snaked up for the paper
I ain't with the I spit a lungy in a cop eye and tell you
The devils a lie, so try crooked I and I ain't talking bout St. Ives
Try I get in the eye

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 2):
I told you n*ggas before I'm me, I told you n*ggas before G
So f*ck you if you don't like me I said
F*ck you b*tches if you don't me I said
I don't get paid for worrying bout haters worrying me
If hating on me 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 b*tch, to all yall haters and perpetrators
Eat a d*ck, F about paper never I be a snitch
You can just call me the witch when I twitch
Ohh sh*t another hit, its the bandit did it again
Now who beef cause F got heat and F don't play with them
So tell me why they wanna with me
I'm the twin of willie ding, f*ck with the kid I'ma take it there
Tell you the truth I'm wild like beware, I run with lions tigers and bears
My is stacked so you haters better beware, you haters better beware

(chorus 2x)