MO3, MTM DonDon, Numbaa 7 - Control Us lyrics

(Hood with another one) ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh wah ah ah ah ah ah
Wah ah ah ah ah ah

Tell on my brother, that's a no no
You don't know me
Can't sell a thing around here, nigga
If you owe me got the block hot, get it on
With us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us
The streets, they can't control us

Ain't no controllin' no nigga like me
When I jumped in the streets
I was steppin' for free
Got a Glock with a fifty
I'm waitin' for beef
'Fore I let 'em come take me
I put 'em to sleep
This the life that I chose when
I dropped out of school
I was breaking the rules and
I'm playing for keeps
If I can't buy it, I take it for free
And I dare one of these niggas
Comе take it from me
Therе go seven, B made eleven
Niggas be jealous, niggas be tellin'
You got a weapon, ain't no tellin'
(I don't know) bitch, it's a blessing when
I'm in your presence
I got a fetish for gettin' this fetty
I got 'em ready, they like how I'm steppin'
Bitch, these Balencis
These ain't no Giuseppes
So watch where you steppin' (On gang)

Tell on my brother, that's a no no
You don't know me
Can't sell a thing around here, nigga
If you owe me got the block hot, get it on
With us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us
The streets, they can't control us

They can't control us
They can't tame us or tame us
Even though we made it, bitch
They still blame us
Remain the same, that's on my gang, no
We won't change up
No, we won't change up, wah ah ah ah ah ah

My glizzy a freak, like to fuck shit
When I squeeze it
The bitch better come quick
Give my hitter one call
Then he'll come quick
And my young niggas be on that dumb shit
And I run his ass down with this drumstick
And I heard your bitch ass tryna run, bitch
My shooter gon' catch like a punt, bitch
MC Hammer, won't let a bitch touch this
I'm shootin' for me i got them killers
They steppin' for me and they
On the roof for me
They slide with that glizzy, they
Slide with the fifty
You know they gon' troop for me
You think that I'm lyin', everything I spit
You know is the truth for me
This ain't what it used to be, yeah, huh
Damn near be drippin' and dabbin'
Rockin' Givenchy my fashion
Giuseppe steppin' with a passion
Baby, I'm not with the cappin', ayy
That little nigga, he actin'
Baby girl, no, I'm not average
In love with the money, I'm married
I'm tryna toss a lil' salad

Tell on my brother, that's a no no
You don't know me
Can't sell a thing around here, nigga
If you owe me got the block hot, get it on
With us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us
The streets, they can't control us

They can't control us
They can't tame us or tame us
Even though we made it, bitch
They still blame us
Remain the same, that's on my gang, no
We won't change up
No, we won't change up, wah ah ah ah ah ah