Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got going so strong
Getting brain while I'm on the phone
money when ya moneys this long
Real niggas ain't no clone
We at the top we belong
Spread lean rozay
on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the outta here its on

Got on racks on racks
Racks on on racks
Racks on on racks
Got Racks on on racks
Got on racks on racks
Racks on racks on
Racks on racks on
Nigga hating me ain't even tryna back

Got a crawl my garage
Got a condo down in the
I'm geaked up off them
Got a car I don't gotta park
No keys push button
She ain't a I won't get hard
Got hoes need a green card
Say I'ma but I don't even gotta bark
Got swag that like sharks
One hit I'ma knock it out the
Trap beating so hard
Got Kush, Got Lean, Got
got hard as scale
Got bricks need no scale
I'm plugged in the mail
I'm of the cartel
Got rerock no cling
6 two for a nin
Then fuck it all up on
true religion fiend'
Got bands in the of my jeans
Need a kickstand way I
Promethazine
Stamped on and lean

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See that blonde strip when my off
Looking at my rollie, bout 30 grams that cost,
Smoke like I'm in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, i'll off,
Niggas talkin tattoos, we have a tat off,
Got racks on racks on racks, naps on on naps,
made a mill, count another mill so put that on top of that,
Way back in 2004 I told it was a wrap
Now my aint my life no more I told you niggas its a wrap, eww
You you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet
We can't talk unless you cut the check,
I guess thats why all these get mad
They say f-ck a young nigga, a young nigga,
I know theres girls in the crowd right now who wanna f-ck a young nigga, ya
I roll one and roll another one bigger, thinking they sick well I'm sicker,
ima smoke my weed, and ima drink my
Better make sure you f-ck your right before I dick her.... down,

Y'all know I them racks
I stay counting them
Ya girl won't leave me
Wanna f-ck now she
Flow hot need no match
Sell don't pay no tax
I'm up to the max
Don't even know how to
I drank so that lean
Had to up on a bean
Got racks all in my
Man out the seams
Got all in my lungs
Get High like cheech and
800 a zone I ain't blowin unless it
Catch on my iphone
Catch and then I'm gone
The girl leave
I can not her home
I'm gone on them
bitch I'm not a
I'm driving cars
up no bodyguards