Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Control

It's the infamous Mobb,
(Ha ha)
We can't be touched nigga, can't you
(G-Unit)

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

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

You could find me in the burnin' that backwood
Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two frontin'
Now I'ma you what them told me homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is folk music

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now follow say nothin' let me see you
In my crib got the back the new problem
In the club feed liquor of the wise we starvin'
So much green gettin' twisted 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 let's get it

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 homey get into it

You know how it go, I bang I shine
I I stay I'm goin' for mines
I'm young I'm I'm rich and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project

I'm cool I'm calm you real stressed
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your
I'm known for Gat poppin', I got problems
I don't run, I gun you all up

But we ain't come to start no drama
We just for our future baby mamas
With money with face with and body
I cook I clean I swear mami

Just as long as you don't go off and nobody
I go down low, I'm I'm tryin' my best to let you know
pop get at P The Doc beat
Make it to get 'em in the bed sheets

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

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