Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Control

It's the Mobb, M-O-B-B
(Ha ha)
We can't be nigga, can't you see?
(G-Unit)

You do you man me I'm 'gon do my thang
(You I do my thang)
I'ma get my drink on and party like ok

Trust me man it's ok bounce me in slow mo
When hear the kid in the house they like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em again, they open again
Got 'em on that juice and gin

You could find me in the background that backwood
and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin'
Now I'ma tell you what them told me
Just the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music

Now in with me, as I proceed to break it down
It's always off the man when I'm around
I play the bumpin', it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', I'm sick with the flow

You know sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the man that's fo' sho'
I got the you already know
Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love go

You, know, I, got
it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', the music up a little bit
Bounce me now shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the go outta control
Quit playin', turn the up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get it

You wanna search me search me but hurry up cause I'm thirsty
I need that, brown in my system P, on my side
In do things for the chick that go both ways
Let me see ID just for proof

With the drink till the is gone
Hit the dance floor like a scene from porn
Before it pop, make me a disclaimer
Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will ya

But, in any event, keep fuckin' 50 it make cents
Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna
But you lookin' at a nigga that done from the squalla
Now my so gone I can pop ya collar

Now follow say nothin' let me see you
In my crib got the co-ed back the new
In the club feed them of the wise we starvin'
So much green gettin' like Botanical Garden, let's go

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the go outta control
Quit playin', the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty get into it

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the go outta control
Quit playin', turn the up a little bit
with me now homey let's get into it

You already know how it go, I I shine
I play I stay I'm goin' for
I'm young I'm black I'm and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project

I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real
I'm strapped I'm kid hold your head
I'm known for Gat poppin', I got problems
I run, I just gun you all up

But we come here to start no drama
We just lookin' for our baby mamas
With money with face with style and
I cook I I swear that mami

Just as long as you go off and tell nobody
I go down low, I'm lyin' I'm tryin' my to let you know
Sugar pop get at P The Doc
it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the go outta control
Quit playin', turn the up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty get into it

You, know, I, got
it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get it