Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City (Remix)

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

Who that on the Is she that on the pole?
If you gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go
And we up in Stadium, quarterbacking hoes
My money for folarin, but you do not get to
Rack, Rack shit
Penny for your thoughts, and a twenty for titties
And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be for a while
I'mma be out with them owls, see you when you out
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka'
All the bad strippers greet me with the government
Fuck whoever judge ya', and trick love ya'
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the
Yeah, Rack, Rack City
She ain't like them old rap city skits
I got many chicks, blue and black Penny
Strippers after 30 tellin' niggas they 26
I'm being honest 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 drive a honda
Haters is gettin' dimmer, pockets is bigger
If is college I bet you niggas is master splinter
I got enough to out, I got alot to give out
Bitches clap with their hands, so I do not talk to my hands
Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the
It's to live out Atlanta with out makin' this a habit
A habit it sucks, it to you if you ain't got it
She say this shit for college, I told her drop her a

Who that on the Is she that on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you get to go
Who that on the pole? Is she that on the
If you ain't gettin' shawty, you don't get to go
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Live the Lamont's Rose
Blowin' on L-O
U-D, my 301 got new weave, uh
Black City bitch, Black City bitch
All everthing on some jigga shit
Couple shows gave a nigga
Couple wanna fuck, they should stay the night
Maine, Bay, The Burf I'mma book ya' flight
Married to this rap shit, tell em' the rice
Condoleezza, is lyrical ether
Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the
Scotts, 3 stripes
And I'm on you rapper's ass brake lights
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna
Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them get a life
City, everything kosher
All drinks on me a fuckin' coaster
Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the
Fake asses everywhere say to . . . (laughs)
L-m-a-o, been fly I
This is all my
Pack all I smoke, all I drink
This is b-o-a, r-o-c
my d-o-g's
Blowin' long beach
And we gon' take it do max but I don't screech
Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the
I'm takin' notes, 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 Is she that on the pole?
Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?