Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers Up In Here

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

Ah
We gon it up
If you ladies 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 catch me in tha back like Shaq, nigga, up
Or at the bar with some broad, nigga, up
Any you mouth niggers I'm a close 'em up
Anybody wanna try burst it up
I put a T.V. in her I own
I left a tattoo of on her, plus I was on on
It's to the point I can't get no rest at home
How many times can a nigga change his
Yeah I left with five bitches but I alone
Half these niggas do it if you became a clone
Best let me run my
yall gon know my name when I bust that thang
I'm Celly in the club
I need more
Niggas pissed in the
Like who the is this
Country nigga in bitch tryin' to take our shine
I yours I'm just expandin' mine, aiight

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet diamonds... shinin'
Twenties on the system bombin'
Rocks off the man... been grimmin'
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 town for ice
But I ain't Dru Down
'cause I'm bound
Gon through plus
Rugged the motherfucker named Blacks
Big Benz, Big Rims, Big it up
Big ass nigga from the end of the Dub

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

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

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

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