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 stacks up in here
I see nothing but flossers up in

Ah
We gon it up
If you want war we gon blast it up
If you bitches got bling it up
R.A.M Squad, Universal gon it up
Ah

(Nelly)
You can me in tha back like Shaq, nigga, posted up
Or at the bar some broad, nigga, toasted up
Any you open mouth niggers I'm a 'em up
Anybody wanna try I'ma it up
I put a T.V. in her I own
I left a tattoo of Nelly on her, I was on on
It's to the point I can't even get no at home
How many times can a nigga his phone
Yeah I left five bitches but I came alone
these niggas couldn't do it if you became a clone
Best let me run my
'cause yall gon know my name when I bust that
I'm like Celly in the
I need Christmas
Niggas in the club
who the fuck is this
Country nigga in bitch tryin' to take our shine
I takin' yours I'm just expandin' mine,

(Ram Squad)
I'm in the jet diamonds... shinin'
Twenties on the S-Tank bombin'
Rocks off the chain man... been
till my knees mash
for the new Jag
I'm now, win now got to let my friends know
Bend down, bend down, down
I pop up spray relms
In and out of town for ice
But I ain't Dru Down
I'm platinum bound
Gon through stacks
Rugged like the 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 Rolls gas it up
on the road I'm gon class it up
80" four screech trash it up

(Ram Squad)
Niggas rhymes
Yall bout to me shine
If I sign back with quarters and dimes
I'm nothin' but a baller the day that I die
I'm a live my of crime

(Sticky Fingaz)
Don't trust no thug I'm the clock
Hopped out the spot around the block
Stay enough to find a shorty dead on the rocks
No security, I'm you with pounds and glocks
straight in the glass hold the ice
I'm unpredictable my life is a roll of dice
Got bitches heads turning like the
Except they ain't gold diggers they want now
Its guns, bitches,and weed I'm in town
Yo son your man 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 back dry like urban fire
Blue faced, hard fame, like rocky
We out in St.louis Mark McGwire
Twist snips spit fire like a tone
Millionaire in the ring rock the umbrella
Got the cheese, chedder, and mozzeralla
Tooth out yall, livin it better
Put keys in the hood me Mr. C
Heavy neck with the bling Mr. T
Seen Nelly's blue truck so I the V
Paid my way out of so I copped a plea
Now my slang Onyx, puff on chronic
my voice hooked on phonics
Everyone to be a baller now
Wanna be a big shot, now