Luyện nghe bài hát To My Ballerz (Collabo)

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

[NBK] To my ballerz with the dollaz who be flexxin' the
For all the homies 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' love 'nuff
[NBK] To my with the dollaz who be flexxin' 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 How would I get me some piece of mine?
Players like to recline, and expensive wine
Not they can't fuck this funk nor this flavor
You best to that bitch before she catch that freaky behavior
We gettin' these damn presidents (presidents)
For the safety box in my residence
'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' like
Gotta get that paper, us players do it all
Genie, door opener, haters glancin', keepin' the Feds off-balanced
They find my mansion
Three hundred CE's, hundreds and half-dozens
got that plug for my dogs, me and my cousins
Just like them Mafiosos, so just make a toast-a
Boss-ballerz, callerz, and I'm the force

Now I'm, out the door with my
I hit the in the ele' to the hundred ground garage
Now we through your city
All day at the ball, with the and all these bitches
Got my balls on, tip the and get the key
Now we got one more hour we gots to be onstage
And now we out, yeah, we headin' to the
through the avenues, roll up a fatty
You to see to cruise, and now we out front
Rosa, roach from the blunt, and we smokey
We left the VIP person at the choking
Arena sold out, for the burnt out ?corndale?
defender, twenty-inch bowl into my shows
Ziggy, how you
In a pro-wide navigator limousine made by
You know I put the on my Dayton
And the put the bounce in my
Put the high in the chronic, yea, yea,

For the dollaz, yo, 'nuff video, get the switch off OG's ride
Four-oh-oh ODS, take to the eyes, high, right, with the red eyes
Better tip you slow, had a vision the dough when the fo' fo' come
Our eyes are swoll', up, better get that
Flip back, get your back up my
Oh, damnit, we gon' go 4-Tay, NBK, all day, get paid
No doubt for the clan I'm out gon' want, double O on the
wrong, baby doll, pullin' into your driveway
Walked into your house, bust it out, with a J and a of Tangerade