Luyện nghe bài hát In Control

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

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

Money on head, I get your bankrolled
I'll whack mammy and your daddy if you ain't know
She classy, throw some money on a stank ho
I pull up actin' with that ratchet in my
Whip out that Glock, get out your top and get your brain
We got them Hellcats but we in Durangos
Go with your move, we pop your ass and get name known
And a fact, that nigga mad because his mans gone
I just me up an opp, I get my "Bang" on
You bitches don't war with us, Jay, this the same 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
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 get blowed down
Ridin' with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down
You wasn't never the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now
Pull up with them poles, nigga and get shot down
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 want him gone, we him off 'cause he wasn't slime, nigga
Laid inside my bunk, I with murder on my mind, nigga
I'ma knock niggas off like back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga
Bitch, it's homicide when it's time to ride, all you dyin'
bullets flyin', niggas go to droppin' with no fuckin' sign
Whip down, go to bustin', make you 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
Fuck niggas get banged on, scary ass, run and tell
Hoppin' out with my on, bitch nigga, don't tuck no tail
YoungBoy that top nigga, bitch nigga, don't say

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

Straight gang shit, no shit, you know what it is
Play games, get brain split, bitch
Yeah, 4KTrey,
This is the
Ain't nobody
thugs, we put guns to the face
Who gon' die
Slime,