Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Outta Control

Pushed in the at a young age
Feel me me as I turn the page
A past ten, roughly about
Eleven old dropped in the good location

My scratch is smellin' and it's stinkin'
Got a nigga seriously
"How can I this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
wage flippin' patties, nope

I'd fuck around with Coca Cola, yola
Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
for men, that's what they told me
And I'll break you off suitable

Brought you a key of quicker than you bring me back
(Can you)
There are things recoupable
Gonna smooch your black and
For my she used to be plucked and ugly

Hangin' them old squeegee boys
Man them the that have love for me
They straight cut for me, me, touch me
L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y

I spits the shit the T O P, it's me, the E
it nuclear all the time
Motherfucker comin' from the mud
Fuck you niggaz, you I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold,

in my livin' room, thinkin' of a master plan
Tryin' to find a way out, then I the scratch
And laugh, so I painted me a picture of a
To make a dream, can you feel me
Ballin' control, ballin' outta control

Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a
Now I'm havin' long money, like Ross Perot, so
Notes from a big ol' the pimp, pretty much established
Livin' out of hand, lavish, parties so madrid

Closer feeling with big time folks big time cabbage
Become a savage, guess boat was
Twenty, and you tried to us
Six figure digits, like I 'ot you like

I got the whole sewed up in stitches
Your product'll win if you gots top grade, but you
Keep, your lawyers and bail bondsmen paid
The word on the street's is that I done, up too fast

Motherfuckers want a piece of my
Playa haters wanna cut my
You don't wanna bring your bitch into the top act is pourin'
Out of sittin' on tickets

Million dollar spots, technology
And a motherfucker fool, assed ridiculous
Straight fuckin' 'em up like that, me my strap man
I want these fools to me

Reverend, you put some blessin' oil
On my and hear me
I'd never my soul 'cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker, ballin' outta

ol' game, kids they run, never get a second chance
So take me to this world, now there's time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm to say
I'm ballin' control

Niggaz trippin' off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker
Every other fuckin' day I'm my fahaha's I quit
Niggaz off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker ballin'
We can get it on, we can get it on

Niggaz trippin' off me, I was a young motherfucker ballin'
Forty one, and let know
But even though my pocket's fat my bigger
Gots to sic strict strict wid it

the hoe, y' know in a big ass gumbo pot
Full stir, let it settle to it lock
Horse races, to Vegas, frequent flier
up you timah, when your ass gonna retire?

I ain't knowin', keep tellin' that I'ma call it quits
But I got myself too motherfuckin' cabbage
Out there runnin' in the
up out the way for the one time

Po-Po Penelope be seriously
Noided as I watch the back for all of my
fools be playa hatin'
Lucrative spots and blows, investments and stocks

land and crops, techno chops and glocks
'Cause niggaz be tryin to movies
When they get all in front of bootch ass hoochies
I be like poppin' the cap like a mother

I even gon' lie I'm to', twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
Plastered, puked, on the get back fully
these niggaz, they think I'll sell my soul
But I'm way too cold,

Sittin' in my livin' room, thinkin' of a plan
Tryin' to find a way out, I snatch the scratch
And laugh, so I me a picture of a life
To make a dream, can you feel me
Ballin' outta control, outta control

Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' control
Out of motherfuckin'
I'm outta control 'cause I'm way too cold
Yeah, I'm outta control

Yeah, me man
I you man, can you feel me man
Yeah, I feel you man, can you feel me?
I feel ya, motherfucker can you me?

Yeah, me man
I feel you man, feel me
I'm ballin' control
Every time, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, motherfucker,