Luyện nghe bài hát Dem Rackz

(chorus)
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go three on the haters (haters!)

I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go three hard on the (haters!)

Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!

I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)

(HARDHEAD VERSE)

I'm all about that steady grind 9 to 5 from 5 to 9, i'm weighing grams i'm weighing halves, i'm weighing zips, and i'm weighing pounds,

i'm pitching work like i'm on a pitcher's mound, trying to weigh me down then imma lay you down, a pound of rounds will around your round if i dont beat him up then imma gun him down,

i'm all about my racks i'm all my paper too, i'm flyer than an Armani suit i had wisdom before i had a wisdom tooth,

i know ballers that dont shoot and i know shooters that dont hoop, its hating ass without loot but i cant fuck around in that group,

my is in the altitude she give me head but i dont give her gratitude, blowing on that amplitude while me and your girlfriend rendezvous,

please dont get me misconstrued but my flow should be in an institue, for me there is no i go hard on the hardest magnitude,

I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about my paper, I go too on these hoes and i am three hard on the haters, all i talk is money im a money commentator, im all about my racks and i am all about my paper

(CHORUS)
I'm all them racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go three hard on the (haters!)

I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too hard on hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)

Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!

I'm all them racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too hard on these and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)

(BRIDGE) Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!

(BANKROLL VERSE)

I go 2 hard on hoes, yeah u know dat
Smokin on a dro sack hoe my phone I don't call her back

She text my phone wit a face I text her back I'm countin racks
Bitch that's how tha goes
Likes a bankroll I'm to fold

I'm blowin loud haft a pound
She drinking white I'm brown
I'm ridin my speakers loud
I can feel tha but can't hear a sound

I'm in tha air u on tha
I'm in tha air u on the
Me and hh on a 8 an 8 that's a dirty sprite and a 8th of

U movin what! lil weight infantrate shot to tha face
When it penetrate that's a closed case nobody found which means no

I'm raking rack a lawn groomer
My money str8 got a tumor
Which means it's brain dead
My money proud your money

(CHORUS)
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all that paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)

I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too on these hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)

Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!

I'm all about them (racks!) i'm all about that paper
I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)