Luyện nghe bài hát So Sophisticated

[Intro: Rick
This shit is sophisticated
I just make it look easy,
me

[Verse 1: Ross]
I'm so
To get a from me, you gotta be initiated
To get a from me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and miss a single payment
I'm the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it
Even the folk hate to see another nigga made it
all them pussies to chill, champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper 'cause the last one, got it
Counting a hundred mil so many times, I it
You be the hottest but that shit get complicated
I pull card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe you'll have to kill me for that
another two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I'm telling you this shit
Got a white bitch, she fucking me like she Jamaican
Sipping purple and that concentrated
for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated

[Hook: Ross]
the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mark, then you gotta make payment
We going hard, run it back just like it's Payton
The game sweet, gave all my an occupation (Rugh!)
We so (Ugh!)
Shit so (Woo!)
millionaires, bitch we made it (Ugh!)

[Verse 2: Rick
I'm so
Smoking weed, busting Dom and liquor later
I bust her then I tell her I'mma lick her later
Pull out the stick and spray bitch just like it's activator
to lay down these niggas who still be masquerading
We you pussies, so you got my niggas masturbating
of applause 'cause them choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated 'cause them be calculated
Put yo dick in the dirt, now you
I'm getting money so you'll never hear me talking
Tatted on my stomach, rich forever, (Babyyy)
million, hundred million, it's accumulating
I'm the hottest and other niggas cooling, ain't it
I got a I'm fucking that you see on BET
My Haiti shooters will have yo ass on TMZ
news and we still get them for ten a key
And if he faking, fuck him, them niggas "C'est la vie"

[Verse 3: Meek
Shitting on haters, ball hard D Waiters
Ever since I got money, need favors
why I ain't got no homies, and I ain't got no neighbors
But I be on my grind like I got no paper
But I'm so rich and I got yo
All in my and she all on my dick
a hand on my stick, tryna live in my crib
'Cause I handle my shit a candle got lit
'Cause I shit down, yeah I'm in my bag
And niggas so mad it's my turn now
And I get that and my bitch so bad, she so sophisticated
I'm balling hard, fucking and ain't got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the now watch me get the paper
My so frosty, you frauding, yo shit refrigerator
Boy you an
You got no M's in yo account, I never ask my amount
that bad bitch like a bad check 'cause I cash that and I bounce
I ain't never had but I grab shit and I cashed out on that ounce
And I flipped to a bird and bounced back like word