Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Outta Control

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

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

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

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

Hangin' them old squeegee boys
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 the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E
it nuclear all the time
Motherfucker from the motherfuckin' mud
Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my
But I'm way too cold,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Reverend, would you put some oil
On my and hear me
I'd sell my soul 'cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker, outta control

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

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

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

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

Po-Po be seriously concentratin'
Noided as I watch the for all of my chemistry
'Cause fools be playa
spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks

Esquired land and crops, techno chops and
'Cause niggaz be to make movies
When they get all in of these 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 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 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

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

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

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