Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin' Outta Control

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

My scratch is smellin' sour and stinkin'
Got a nigga seriously
"How can I this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Minimum flippin' patties, nope

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

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

Hangin' around them old squeegee
Man the motherfuckers that 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 shit from the T O P, me, the E
Droppin' it all the time
Motherfucker comin' the motherfuckin' mud
you niggaz, you think I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold,

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

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

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

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

Motherfuckers want a of my soul
Playa wanna cut my grass
You don't bring your bitch into what the top act is pourin'
Out of control sittin' on

dollar spots, technology chops
And a motherfucker proud fool, assed
Straight fuckin' 'em up like that, throw me my man
I want fools to feel me

Reverend, you put some blessin' oil
On my head and me
I'd sell my soul 'cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker, ballin' control

This ol' game, they run, never get a second chance
So take me to this world, now there's always time, to
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm to say
I'm outta control

Niggaz trippin' off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker
Every other fuckin' day I'm tellin' my 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, I was a young motherfucker ballin'
Forty one, and let know
But even though my 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, frequent
Whass up you timah, your ass gonna retire?

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

Po-Po be seriously concentratin'
Noided as I watch the for all of my chemistry
'Cause fools be playa
Lucrative spots and blows, bonds and stocks

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

I ain't even gon' lie I'm to', twoasted, looped, to' back,
Plastered, puked, on the get back fully
Fuck these niggaz, they I'll sell my soul
But I'm way too cold,

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

Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' control
Out of motherfuckin'
I'm ballin' control 'cause I'm way too cold
Yeah, I'm ballin' outta

Yeah, me man
I feel you man, can you me man
Yeah, I feel you man, can you feel me?
I ya, motherfucker can you feel me?

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