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 but dope stacks up in here
I see nothing but flossers up in

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

(Nelly)
You can catch me in tha back like Shaq, nigga, up
Or at the bar some broad, nigga, toasted up
Any you open mouth niggers I'm a 'em up
wanna try I'ma burst 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 his phone
Yeah I left with five bitches but I alone
Half these niggas couldn't do it if you became a
Best let me run my
'cause yall gon know my name when I bust thang
I'm like Celly in the
I need Christmas
pissed in the club
Like who the fuck is
Country in this bitch tryin' to take our shine
I takin' I'm just expandin' mine, aiight

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet diamonds... shinin'
Twenties on the S-Tank bombin'
off the chain man... been grimmin'
Ball till my mash
for the new Jag
I'm now, win now got money to let my friends
down, bend down, down underground
When I pop up relms
In and out of town for ice
But I ain't Dru Down
'cause I'm bound
Gon through plus
like the motherfucker named Blacks
Big Benz, Big Rims, Big it up
Big ballin' ass from the end of the Dub

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

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

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

(Ram Squad)
Ball out Stoudamire
Wave back hairs dry like fire
Blue faced, hard fame, like rocky
We out in St.louis Mark McGwire
snips spit fire like a tone barretta
Millionaire in the ring the gold umbrella
Got the cream cheese, chedder, and
out baller yall, livin it better
Put keys in the call me Mr. C
Heavy neck the bling like Mr. T
Seen Nelly's blue truck so I the V
Paid my way out of court so I copped a
Now my slang like Onyx, on chronic
Hear my voice on phonics
Everyone want to be a now
Wanna be a big shot, now