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' shawty, you don't get to go
And we up in stadiums, quarterbacking hoes
My money for fourth and long, 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 up with them ounces, I'll see you you out
for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit
All the bad gotta greet me with the government
Fuck whoever ya', and trick whoever love ya'
But don't expect a ring if you to the hustle
Yeah, Rack, City shit
She ain't like them old rap city skits
I got many chicks, blue and black Penny
Strippers at 30 tellin' niggas they 26

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

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

Jeezy]
I'm in my car, bout to get my other car
You like to talk to him, man, it's a
12 carats, man all ears
1 6, man, it's all gears
Got mah other broad talking my other broad
All them in the back to mah other broad
Ok lil lay we full something
3 in my bed, bout 4 something
Sal and my nigga hit
He nuttin, Sal and my nigga split that
Suit game, bag it, she know something
But if she roll wit me she gotta blow something
you know what that mean, you tonight girl
But if your bull, I'll leave ya wit a white
all we doing nigga, ass n' tits
A-town nigga, yeah, six

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

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

Mill]
Meek Milly, Racked up out
And I'll be money till 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 I hurry up and die
Cuz my look like she said 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
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, no occasion
Latins and Asians, Black,
go crazy for days in amazement

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