Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Outta Control

Pushed in the at a young age
Feel me touch me as I the page
A little past ten, about
Eleven years old dropped in the location

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

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

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

Hangin' around them old squeegee
Man them the motherfuckers have love for me
They straight cut for me, deal me, 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' the motherfuckin' mud
Fuck you niggaz, you I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold,

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

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

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

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

Motherfuckers a piece of my soul
Playa haters wanna cut my
You don't wanna bring your into what 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, throw me my man
I want fools to feel me

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

This ol' game, kids they run, get a second chance
So take me to this world, now there's always time, to
I by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' control

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't gon' lie I'm to', twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
Plastered, puked, on the get fully recouped
these niggaz, they think I'll sell my soul
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 make a dream, can you me now?
Ballin' outta control, ballin' control

Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' control
Out of control
I'm ballin' 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 you man, Vitti can you feel me?
I feel ya, motherfucker can you me?

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