Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Outta Control

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

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

I'd rather fuck around with Cola, yola
Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
Slave for men, what they told me
And break you off somethin' suitable

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

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

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

Sittin' in my livin' room, thinkin' of a master
to find a way out, then I snatch the scratch
And laugh, so I painted me a of a life
To make a dream, can you me now?
Ballin' outta control, ballin' outta

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

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

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

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

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

Reverend, would you put blessin' oil
On my and hear me
I'd never sell my soul 'cause I'm way too
Motherfucker, outta control

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 outta control

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

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

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

I ain't knowin', keep tellin' myself that call it quits
But I got myself too much cabbage
Out there in the streets
Lookin' up out the way for the one

Penelope be seriously concentratin'
Noided as I the back for all of my chemistry
'Cause fools be hatin'
Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and

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

I ain't even lie I'm to', twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
Plastered, puked, on the get back recouped
Fuck these niggaz, they think I'll my soul
But I'm way too cold,

in my livin' room, thinkin' of a master 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, ballin' control

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

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

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