Luyện nghe bài hát So Sophisticated

[Intro: Ross]
This shit is sophisticated
I just it look easy, nigga
me

[Verse 1: Rick
I'm so
To get a verse me, you gotta be initiated
To get a from me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never a single payment
I'm from the city where the even Christians hate it
Even the black 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 your card, I know you're by your conversation
Show you the safe you'll have to me for that combination
Made another two just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I'm telling you shit amazing
Got a white bitch, she fucking me like she Jamaican
Sipping purple and that concentrated
This for my niggas in prisons, overpopulated

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

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

[Verse 3: Meek
Shitting on these haters, hard D Waiters
Ever I got money, e'rybody need favors
That's why I ain't got no homies, and I got no neighbors
But I be on my like I ain't got no paper
But I'm so and I got yo bitch
All in my and she all on my dick
With a hand on my stick, live in my crib
I handle my shit like a candle got lit
'Cause I burn shit down, I'm in my bag
And these niggas so mad it's my now
And I get that cash and my so bad, she so sophisticated
I'm balling hard, fucking bitches and ain't got for haters
I my arm out the window 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 that to a and bounced back like word