Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

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

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four
Trippin' off no nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed down
Ridin' 'round them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, know it now
is the sound
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

Money on head, I get your bankrolled
I'll your mammy and your daddy if you ain't know
She classy, throw some money on a stank ho
I pull up with that ratchet in my raincoat
out that Glock, get out your top and get your brain blowed
We got them Hellcats but we dippin' in
Go with your move, we pop your ass and get name known
And that's a fact, that mad because his mans gone
I rolled me up an opp, I get my "Bang" on
You bitches don't want war us, Jay, this the same song
niggas lyin', they scared to ride, well my gang wrong
Hop out the back and spray this bitch no aim on, hold on

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

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with 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 on em, they know it now
up with them poles, nigga froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, know I blow your 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

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
inside my bunk, I slept with murder on my mind, nigga
I'ma knock them niggas off back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga
Bitch, it's homicide when it's to ride, all you niggas dyin'
Them bullets flyin', niggas go to droppin' no fuckin' sign
Whip down, go to bustin', you piss your pants, that's lemon-lime
Should've that it get ugly when it's up but ain't no fuckin' hidin'

AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, they big as
niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell
Hoppin' out my chains 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 nigga get down
Ridin' 'round with sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, slide on em, they know it now
up with them 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 want some fame, we got glizzies, get you hot now

gang shit, no lame shit, you know 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,