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, gon stack it up
Ah

(Nelly)
You can me in tha back like Shaq, nigga, posted up
Or at the bar with 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
It's to the point I can't get no rest at home
How many times can a nigga his phone
Yeah I left five bitches but I came alone
Half these niggas do it if you became a clone
Best let me run my
'cause yall gon know my name when I that thang
I'm Celly in the club
I more Christmas
pissed in the club
Like who the fuck is
Country nigga in this tryin' to take our shine
I takin' yours I'm just expandin' mine,

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet diamonds... shinin'
Twenties on the system bombin'
off the chain man... been grimmin'
Ball my knees mash
for the new Jag
I'm now, win now got to let my friends know
Bend down, bend down, down
When I pop up spray
In and out of town for ice
But I playin' Dru Down
'cause I'm bound
Gon plus stacks
Rugged the motherfucker named 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 Rolls gas it up
Anything on the road I'm gon it up
80" four screen trash it up

(Ram Squad)
Niggas want
bout to hear me shine
If I don't sign back 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 trust no thug I'm the clock
Hopped out the spot around the block
Stay long enough to 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 of dice
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 your man wildin' better calm him
Before I beat with the handle and him into a vegetable
And the next I'm in town I'll fuck it up for the rest of yall

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