Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

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

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

[Chorus -
Rack city bitch Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten ten ten twenties and them bitch

Silver Emblem, 2 Rs
Who's in the nice black car?
Autops came up, results are?
of deathbars
Gotta killa fo, fo the
killa hoe, half Columbiana
Half Dominicana, Poke her from
Work out a little bit, get the rest from her
Black city Bitch, outta '03
California king kush, out from OG
You ya death bed, now lay in it
The end is here, sayin it

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

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

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

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

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

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