Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

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

Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
If you gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go
And yeah we up in stadiums, quarterbacking
My for fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
Rack, Rack shit
Penny for thoughts, and a twenty for your titties
And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be here for a
I'mma be up with them ounces, I'll see you you out
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, I with the sucka' shit
All the bad strippers gotta me with the government
Fuck whoever judge ya', and whoever love ya'
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the
Yeah, Rack, City shit
She ain't right like them old rap city
I got many chicks, blue and black kicks
Strippers at 30 tellin' niggas that 26

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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten ten ten and them fifties bitch

Silver Emblem, 2 Rs
Who's in the nice black car?
Autops came back up, results
Cause of
killa fo, fo the llama
Gotta killa hoe, Columbiana
Half Dominicana, Poke her from
out a little bit, get the rest from her mama
Black city Bitch, Black '03
king kush, black out from OG
You made ya bed, now lay in it
The end is here, start it

[Young
I'm in my other car, to get my other car
You to talk to him, man, it's a seminar
12 carats, man that's all
1 6, man, it's all gears
Got mah other broad talking with my other
All them in the back talking to mah other
Ok lil lay we gotta full
3 bitches in my bed, 4 something
Sal and my nigga hit
He ain't nuttin, Sal and my split that
Suit game, bag it, she might something
But if she wanna wit me she gotta blow something
Yeah you know what mean, you tonight girl
But if your bull, leave ya wit a white girl
It's all we doing nigga, ass n'
nigga, yeah, strap six

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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten, ten, ten twenties and fifties bitch

Black 4s, red head doors
Got ya whore doing shit uncalled for
I see these callinI just hit ignore
bond, Tom Ford, Jaeger LaCoultre,
Ain't got 'em? blood goin stop 'em
120 in the ghost take the shoppin
Niggas will open it up, cuz they ain't
got nuttin to comment with niggas wit no commas
Red headorama, Rack Junk yarding
I be ahead of these nigga Last King,
YMCMB Nigga take
Pack a bad then pass it to my nigga Meek

[Meek
Milly, Racked up Racked out
And I'll be money till I pass out
Hundred racks of in the Stash house
And I'll be sayin something when I out
In the Lambo like a fly
I shine like in the sky
These haters I hurry up and die
Cuz my bitch look like she hurry up and bye

[T.I.]
Me and three in the CL
toe nails, tail like a beach whale
Tell 'em all betta it on the DL
No phone, no twitter, no
Diamonds in the chain, none in the
Fall the King of Diamonds, you ate shit
racked up, all big faces
At the party crib, full of all naked
Ros cases, We pop
We stay faded, no occasion
Latins and Asians, Black,
I'll go for days in amazement

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Rack city bitch Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten, ten, ten and them fifties bitch