Luyện nghe bài hát To My Ballerz (Collabo)

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

[NBK] To my ballerz the dollaz who be flexxin' the Lexus
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 and NBK showin' love sho' 'nuff
[NBK] To my with the dollaz who be flexxin' the Lexus
[4-Tay] For all the 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, simple and wine
Not that they can't fuck funk nor this flavor
You best to check that before she catch that freaky behavior
We gettin' these damn presidents (presidents)
For the safety deposit box in my
'cause real players stack a grip, be hesitant, maneuver on my cellular
A hundred, a hundred, a hundred, a profit on the regular
Drop-top R's, stackin' like Escobar
Gotta get that paper, us Cali do it all
Genie, garage door opener, haters glancin', the Feds off-balanced
They can't my mansion
Three 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, shot callerz, and I'm the

Now I'm, out the with my entourage
I hit the button in the to the hundred ground garage
Now we blazin' through city
All day at the ball, the show and all these bitches
Got my on, tip the valet and get the key
Now we got one more hour until we to be onstage
And now we out, yeah, we to the spot
Bouncin' through the avenues, roll up a
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 choking
Arena sold out, for the out extended ?corndale?
Bended defender, bowl into my shows
Ziggy, how you
In a pro-wide navigator limousine by Lincoln
You know I put the shine on my
And the put the bounce in my
Put the in the chronic, yea, yea, c'mon

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