Luyện nghe bài hát To My Ballerz (Collabo)

[Rappin'
Yo, up ('Sup)
4-Tay, NBK (NBK)
(Colabo)
it out
We mobbin' like this

[NBK] To my ballerz with the dollaz who be the Lexus
[4-Tay] For all the and lowriders who be hittin' the switches
[NBK] And to my ladies in the clubs who be it up
[4-Tay] 4-Tay and NBK showin' sho' 'nuff
[NBK] To my ballerz with the dollaz who be the Lexus
For all the homies and lowriders who be hittin' the switches
[NBK] And to my in the clubs who be shakin' it up
[4-Tay] and NBK all night, all day

4-Tay]
How would I rap? How would I rhyme? How I get me some piece of mine?
Players like to recline, simple and wine
Not that can't fuck this funk nor this flavor
You best to check that bitch before she catch that behavior
We gettin' these dirty presidents (presidents)
For the safety deposit box in my
'cause real stack a grip, can't be hesitant, maneuver on my cellular
A hundred, a hundred, a hundred, a profit on the regular
Drop-top double R's, stackin' Escobar
Gotta get that paper, us players do it all
Genie, garage door opener, haters glancin', keepin' the Feds
They can't find my
hundred CE's, five hundreds and half-dozens
Just got that plug for my dogs, me and my
Just like Mafiosos, so let's just make a toast-a
Boss-ballerz, callerz, and I'm the force

Now I'm, out the door my entourage
I hit the button in the ele' to the hundred ground
Now we blazin' through your
All day at the ball, with the show and all bitches
Got my on, tip the valet and get the key
Now we got one more until we gots to be onstage
And now we out, yeah, we headin' to the
Bouncin' the avenues, roll up a fatty
You have to see to cruise, and now we out
Rosa, roach from the blunt, and tell we
We left the VIP person at the gate
Arena sold out, for the out extended ?corndale?
Bended defender, bowl into my shows
Ziggy, how you
In a navigator limousine made by Lincoln
You I put the shine on my Dayton
And the put the bounce in my
Put the in the chronic, yea, yea, c'mon

For the dollaz, yo, sho' 'nuff video, get the off OG's ride
Four-oh-oh ODS, take to the eyes, high, right, with the red eyes
tip you slow, had a vision the dough when the fo' fo' come round
Our eyes are swoll', up, better get that
back, get your back up my mobile
Oh, damnit, we go 4-Tay, NBK, all day, everyday get paid
No doubt for the clan I'm out gon' want, O on the freeway
Ain't wrong, baby doll, into your driveway
Walked into your house, it out, with a J and a bottle of Tangerade