Luyện nghe bài hát So Sophisticated

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

[Verse 1: Ross]
I'm so
To get a verse me, you gotta be initiated
To get a purse me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never miss a payment
I'm from the city where the even Christians hate it
Even the black folk hate to see nigga made it
Tell all them to chill, champagne refrigerated
bought a chopper 'cause the last one, got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mil so many times, I it
You wanna be the hottest but that get complicated
I pull your card, I know you're pussy by conversation
Show you the safe have to kill me for that combination
Made two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I'm telling you shit amazing
Got a white bitch, she fucking me just she Jamaican
Sipping purple and motherfucker concentrated
for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated

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

[Verse 2: Ross]
I'm so
Smoking weed, busting open Dom and later
I bust her open then I tell her I'mma lick her
Pull out the stick and spray that bitch just it's activator
Time to lay 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 them hits be calculated
Put yo in the dirt, now you decapitated
I'm getting money so never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, rich forever, (Babyyy)
Fifty million, hundred million, it's
I'm the hottest and these other niggas cooling, it
I got a bitch I'm fucking you see on BET
My Lil' Haiti shooters will yo ass on TMZ
Breaking news and we get them for ten a key
And if he faking, fuck him, tell them "C'est la vie"

[Verse 3: Mill]
Shitting on these haters, hard D Waiters
Ever since I got money, e'rybody favors
why I ain't got no homies, and I ain't got no neighbors
But I be on my grind like I ain't got no
But I'm so and I got yo bitch
All in my and she all on my dick
a hand on my stick, tryna live in my crib
'Cause I handle my like a candle got lit
'Cause I burn shit down, 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 bitches and got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window now watch me get the
My so frosty, you frauding, yo shit refrigerator
Boy you an
You got no M's in yo account, I never ask my amount
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check I cash that and I bounce
I ain't never had shit but I grab shit and I cashed out on that
And I flipped that to a bird and bounced like word