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

[Rappin'
How would I How would I rhyme? How would I get me some piece of mine?
Players like to recline, and expensive wine
Not that they fuck this funk nor this flavor
You best to check that before she catch that freaky behavior
We these dirty damn presidents (presidents)
For the deposit box in my residence
real players stack a grip, can't be hesitant, maneuver on my cellular
A hundred, a hundred, a hundred, a more profit on the
double R's, stackin' like Escobar
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
Just got that plug for my dogs, me and my
Just them Mafiosos, so let's just make a toast-a
Boss-ballerz, callerz, and I'm the force

Now I'm, out the with my entourage
I hit the button in the ele' to the ground garage
Now we blazin' through your
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 to the spot
through 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 at the gate choking
sold out, for the burnt out extended ?corndale?
Bended defender, twenty-inch bowl into my
Ziggy, how you
In a pro-wide limousine made by Lincoln
You know I put the on my Dayton
And the put the in my speakers
Put the high in the chronic, yea, yea,

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