Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City (Remix)

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

Who that on the pole? Is she that on the
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 City
Penny for your thoughts, and a for your titties
And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be for a while
be out with them owls, i'll see you when you out
Stuntin' for the of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit
All the bad gotta greet me with the government
Fuck whoever judge ya', and whoever love ya'
But don't expect a if you committed to the hustle
Yeah, Rack, Rack City
She ain't right like old rap city skits
I got many chicks, blue and black Penny
Strippers after 30 tellin' niggas that 26
I'm being with em', yall being sloppy nigga
Try to be honest with em', why is you trippin'
Small, but you big
Hollering out 'ballin, ballin' but you a honda civic
Haters is gettin' dimmer, pockets is gettin'
If ratting is college I bet you niggas is splinter
I got enough to peel out, I got to give out
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so I do not talk to my
Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the
It's hard to live out 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 on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
If you gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go
Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' shawty, you don't get to go
{Black
Live from the Rose
on some L-O
U-D, my 301 got new weave, uh
Black bitch, Black Black City bitch
All black everthing on some shit
Couple shows a nigga life
broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night
Maine, Bay, The Burf baby I'mma book ya'
Married to this rap shit, tell em' the rice
Condoleezza, this is lyrical
Takin' the scene, couple stacks for the feature
Jeremy Scotts, 3
And I'm on you rapper's ass like lights
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna
Every nigga hate, tell them niggas get a life
City, everything kosher
All drinks on me a fuckin' coaster
Any club we out we prolly' up the sofa
Fake asses everywhere say to . . . (laughs)
L-m-a-o, fly I know
is all my flow
Pack all I smoke, all I drink
This is b-o-a, r-o-c
my d-o-g's
Blowin' that beach
And we take it do max but I don't know screech
standing on applauding the effort
I'm takin' notes, Havana flow, I'm special
City, Rack City she need a shovel
Take em' home, kick em out, we met em'

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