Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

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

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

Silver Emblem, 2 Rs
that in the nice black car?
Autops came back up, are?
of deathbars
Gotta fo, fo the llama
Gotta hoe, half Columbiana
Half Dominicana, her from Behind-a
Work out a little bit, get the from her mama
Black Bitch, Black outta '03
California kush, black out from OG
You ya death bed, now lay in it
The end is here, sayin it

Jeezy]
I'm in my car, bout to get my other car
You like to to him, man, it's a seminar
12 carats, man that's all
1 through 6, man, it's all
Got mah broad talking with my other broad
All them in the back talking to mah other
Ok lil lay we gotta full
3 in my bed, bout 4 something
Sal and my hit that
He ain't nuttin, Sal and my nigga split
Suit game, bag it, she might something
But if she roll wit me she gotta blow something
Yeah you 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 bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten, ten, ten and them fifties bitch

Black 4s, red drop head
Got ya whore doing that's uncalled for
I see these callinI just hit ignore
bond, Tom Ford, Jaeger LaCoultre,
Ain't got 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 with niggas wit no commas
Red headorama, City Junk yarding
I be ahead of these Last King, Guillotine
YMCMB Nigga defeat
Pack a bad bitch then it to my nigga Meek

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

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

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