Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got going so strong
Getting brain while I'm talking on the
Spend money when ya this long
Real niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we
Spread rozay patrone
Smoking on dollar worth of strong
When the outta here its on

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

Got a crawl my garage
Got a down in the stars
I'm geaked up off bars
Got a car I don't gotta park
No keys push start
She ain't a dime I get hard
Got hoes that need a card
Say I'ma dawg but I don't even gotta
Got swag that like sharks
One hit knock it out the park
beating so goddamn hard
Got Kush, Got Lean, Got
got remix hard as
Got bricks need no scale
I'm plugged in with the
I'm part of the
Got ain't no cling
6 two for a nin
Then it all up on jeans
I'ma true fiend'
Got in the pockets of my jeans
Need a way I lean
Promethazine
Stamped on and lean

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See that blonde strip when my off
Looking at my rollie, bout 30 what that cost,
Smoke I'm in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, i'll blast off,
Niggas tattoos, we should have a tat off,
Got on racks on racks, naps on naps on naps,
Just a mill, count another mill so put that on top of that,
Way back in I told them it was a wrap
Now my life aint my life no I told you niggas its a wrap, eww
You you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet
We even 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 theres some girls in the crowd right now who wanna f-ck a young nigga, ya
I one and roll another one bigger, niggas thinking they sick well I'm sicker,
ima smoke my weed, and ima my liquor
Better make you f-ck your girl right before I dick her.... down,

Y'all I keep them racks
I counting them stacks
Ya girl won't me lone
Wanna f-ck now she
hot don't need no match
Sell work pay no tax
I'm up to the max
even know how to relax
I so much that lean
Had to up on a bean
Got racks all in my
Man out the seams
Got all in my lungs
Get like cheech and chong
800 a zone I ain't unless it strong
hell on my iphone
Catch mine and I'm gone
The girl won't
I can not her home
I'm gone on bars
I'm not a star
I'm driving cars
Strapped up no