Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers Up In Here

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

Ah
We gon it up
If you ladies war we gon blast it up
If you bitches got bling 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 some broad, nigga, toasted up
Any you open mouth I'm a close '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 even get no rest at
How many times can a change his phone
Yeah I left with five bitches but I came
these niggas couldn't do it if you became a clone
Best let me run my
'cause yall gon my name when I bust that thang
I'm Celly in the club
I need Christmas
pissed in the club
Like who the is this
Country nigga in this bitch to take our shine
I takin' I'm just expandin' mine, aiight

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet like diamonds...
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 money to let my know
down, bend down, down underground
When I pop up relms
In and out of town for ice
But I ain't playin' Dru
I'm platinum bound
Gon through plus
like 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 nigga gas it up
Anything on the road I'm gon it up
80" four screech trash it up

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

(Sticky Fingaz)
Don't no thug I'm around the clock
out the spot lyin' around the block
Stay long 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 is like a roll of dice
Got bitches heads turning the poltergiest
Except they ain't gold diggers they want 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 into a
And the next time I'm in I'll fuck it up for the rest of yall

(Ram Squad)
Ball out like
Wave hairs dry like urban fire
Blue faced, fame, like rocky rider
We out in St.louis like Mark
Twist snips spit like a tone barretta
Millionaire in the rock the gold umbrella
Got the cheese, chedder, and mozzeralla
out baller yall, livin it better
Put in the hood call me Mr. C
Heavy with the bling like Mr. T
Seen Nelly's blue so I copped the V
Paid my way out of court so I a plea
Now my slang like Onyx, puff on
Hear my voice on phonics
Everyone want to be a now
be a big shot, shotcaller now