Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City (Remix)

Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?

Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' shawty, you don't get to go
And yeah we up in Stadium, quarterbacking
My for folarin, but you do not get to throw
Rack, Rack shit
Penny for your thoughts, and a for your titties
And a hundred for your smile, be here for a while
be out with them owls, i'll see you when you out
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, I ain't with the shit
All the bad strippers gotta greet me the government
Fuck whoever judge ya', and trick love ya'
But don't a ring if you committed to the hustle
Yeah, Rack, Rack shit
She ain't right them old rap city skits
I got many chicks, blue and Penny kicks
Strippers after 30 tellin' that they 26
I'm being honest with em', yall being nigga
Try to be honest em', why is you trippin' homie?
Small, but you big
Hollering out 'ballin, but you drive a honda civic
Haters is gettin' dimmer, pockets is bigger
If ratting is college I bet you niggas is splinter
I got enough to peel out, I got alot to out
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so I do not to my hands
Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the
hard to live out Atlanta with out makin' this a habit
A it sucks, it does to you if you ain't got it
She say this shit for college, I told her drop her a

Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' shawty, you don't get to go
Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you get to go
{Black
Live the Lamont's Rose
on some L-O
U-D, my 301 got new weave, uh
City bitch, Black Black City bitch
All black everthing on some jigga
shows gave a nigga life
Couple broads wanna fuck, should stay the night
Maine, Bay, The Burf I'mma book ya' flight
Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the
Condoleezza, is lyrical ether
Takin' the scene, couple stacks for the feature
Jeremy Scotts, 3
And I'm on you rapper's ass like brake
Get ya' right, every chicken wanna slice
Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them get a life
Magic City, kosher
All drinks on me like a coaster
Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the
asses everywhere say wassup to . . . (laughs)
L-m-a-o, fly I know
This is all my
Pack all I smoke, pluck all I
This is b-o-a, r-o-c
With my
that long beach
And we gon' take it do max but I don't know
Ass-clappin' standing on the effort
I'm notes, Havana flow, I'm feelin' special
Rack City, City she need a shovel
Take em' home, kick em out, we met em'

Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?
Who that on the pole? Is she on the pole?