Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Control

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

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

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

You find me in the background burnin' that backwood
Stylin' and doin' my two step frontin'
Now I'ma tell you what them me homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown music

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

You it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show man that's fo'
I got the you already 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 outta
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 club go control
Quit playin', turn the music up a bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get it

You wanna search me then search me but hurry up 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 that ID for proof

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

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

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

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

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

I'm I'm calm you lookin' real stressed
I'm strapped I'm kid hold your head
I'm for Gat poppin', when I got problems
I don't run, I gun you all up

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

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

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