Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Uncontrollably

Ballin'
Ballin'
Uncontrollably
B-ballin'

Man, I got candy-painted
tint, it's(?) so dark
I'd be if I said I ain't hit
at least nine of my
Plus, I got so much paint in my rims
be flyin' off my car
Be candy the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block lookin' it's Candyland
Ask about me, man, they be like, go the candy man
I the car in the garage and go in and
Come the next mornin'
The rims are spinnin'
Hit the wheels on that Phantom, man, that looks like the Batmobile
rims, shit, I ain't even got no wheels
Custom-fitted, wood grain
Custom everything, that on the seat?
Custom stain
Now let's go hit the mall, y'all know that we ball
Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go superstars!"
Hit every single store, flash a fucking wad of
but I ain't shit, bitch
my candy-painted ass
We...

Ballin'
Uncontrollably
Ballin'
Uncontrollably

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hit the liquor store
To get Corona, tip the
it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the road up
And I'ma hit the and I'ma get the hoes,
I be it, I be it, shit, anything goes
I'm ballin' out of control, girls know I'm with dough
But, shit, I'm stingy as
I'm fuckin' as hoes(?)
These bitches don't get a crumb, and it
but I'm what up
Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off them
My paint's enough
If lucky, I'll let you hug me, but that's all you get
I'ma split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see
Yeah...

Ballin'
Ballin'
Uncontrollably
B-ballin'

Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we ain't finna
I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you my dick or what?
I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I really give a shit
Is pretty Marshall have to go choke me a bitch?
You keyed up my Benz
Bitch, I beat up my
Don't think I beat a bitch
I'll kick a six-year-old in the
You fuckin' retard, I'll have you suckin' farts out my
I'll teach you not to know how to control your bowels you eat
What the fuck do you think that bag is for, looks?
I waste nine bullets on you for you to not sing no hooks
I fuckin' take a a Wish Foundation patient with me
How 'bout some coke inside of your saline IV?
around and use it on me
You tryna my keys?
You fuckin' broad, get in back, you're to Florida with me,
Tell momma I'ma drop you off at the hospital later
We finna make run
Take this gun and me, Slater
And your...

Uncontrollably
Ballin'
Uncontrollably
B-ballin'