Luyện nghe bài hát So Sophisticated

[Intro: Rick
This is highly sophisticated
I just make it easy, nigga
me

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

[Hook: Rick
the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mark, then you make initial payment
We going hard, run it back just like it's Payton
The sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Rugh!)
We so (Ugh!)
Shit so (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
out the stick and spray that bitch just like it's activator
Time to lay down these who still be masquerading
We you pussies, so you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause 'cause choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated 'cause them hits be
Put yo in the dirt, now you decapitated
I'm getting money so you'll never me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, forever, Makaveli (Babyyy)
Fifty million, million, it's accumulating
I'm the and these other niggas cooling, ain't it
I got a bitch I'm that you see on BET
My Lil' Haiti shooters 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 these haters, hard D Waiters
Ever I got money, e'rybody need favors
That's why I 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 rich and I got yo
All in my and she all on my dick
With a on my stick, tryna live in my crib
I handle my shit like a candle got lit
'Cause I shit down, yeah I'm in my bag
And these niggas so mad it's my now
And I get that and my bitch so bad, she so sophisticated
I'm balling hard, fucking bitches and ain't got shit for
I my arm out the window now watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty, you frauding, yo refrigerator
Boy you an
You got no M's in yo account, I never ask my amount
Treat that bad like a bad check 'cause I cash that and I bounce
I ain't never had shit but I grab shit and I cashed out on ounce
And I flipped that to a and bounced back like word