Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[T.I.]
Me and three in the CL
Pink toe nails, tail a beach whale
'em all betta keep it on the DL
No phone, no twitter, no
Diamonds in the chain, 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, need no
and Asians, Black, Caucasian
I'll go for days in amazement

x2]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city [x3]
Ten, ten, ten twenties and them bitch