Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers Up In Here

[Chorus](Nelly)
I see but gangstas up in here
I see nothing but ballers up in
I see nothing but dope up in here
I see nothing but up in here

Ah
We gon it up
If you want war we gon blast it up
If you bitches got flash it up
R.A.M Squad, gon stack it up
Ah

(Nelly)
You can me in tha back like Shaq, nigga, posted up
Or at the bar some broad, nigga, toasted up
Any you open mouth niggers I'm a 'em up
Anybody wanna try I'ma it up
I put a T.V. in her I own
I left a tattoo of on her, plus I was on on
to the point I can't even get no rest at home
How many times can a nigga change his
Yeah I left with five bitches but I came
Half these niggas couldn't do it if you a clone
Best let me run my
'cause gon know my name when I bust that thang
I'm Celly in the club
I need Christmas
Niggas in the club
who the fuck is this
Country in this bitch tryin' to take our shine
I takin' yours I'm just expandin' mine,

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet like diamonds...
Twenties on the system bombin'
Rocks off the chain man... been
Ball till my knees
for the new Jag
I'm now, win now got money to let my friends
Bend down, down, down underground
When I pop up relms
In and out of for white ice
But I ain't Dru Down
'cause I'm bound
Gon through stacks
Rugged like the motherfucker Blacks
Big Benz, Big Rims, Big it up
Big ballin' ass nigga the end of the Dub

[Bridge](Nelly)
Aiight we gon it up
I'm in the 69 nigga gas it up
Anything on the I'm gon class it up
80" screen screech trash it up

(Ram Squad)
Niggas rhymes
Yall bout to me shine
If I don't sign back quarters and dimes
I'm nothin' but a till the day that I die
I'm a live my life of

(Sticky Fingaz)
Don't trust no thug I'm the clock
Hopped out the spot lyin' around the
Stay long enough to find a dead on the rocks
No security, I'm greeting you pounds and glocks
Hennessy straight in the glass the ice
I'm unpredictable my life is a roll of dice
Got heads turning like the poltergiest
they ain't gold diggers they want diamonds now
Its guns, bitches,and weed I'm in town
Yo son your man wildin' calm him down
Before I with the handle and turn him into a vegetable
And the next I'm in town I'll fuck it up for the rest of yall

(Ram Squad)
Ball out Stoudamire
Wave hairs dry like urban fire
Blue faced, hard fame, like rider
We out in St.louis Mark McGwire
Twist snips spit fire like a tone
Millionaire in the ring rock the umbrella
Got the cream cheese, chedder, and
Tooth out baller yall, livin it
Put in the hood call me Mr. C
Heavy neck with the bling Mr. T
Seen blue truck so I copped the V
Paid my way out of so I copped a plea
Now my slang like Onyx, on chronic
Hear my hooked on phonics
want to be a baller now
Wanna be a big shot, now