Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
Who on the pole? Is she that on the pole?

Who that on the Is she that on the pole?
If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you get to go
And yeah we up in stadiums, hoes
My money for fourth and long, but you do not get to
Rack, Rack shit
Penny for your thoughts, and a twenty for titties
And a hundred for your smile, be here for a while
I'mma be up with them ounces, see you when you out
for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit
All the bad gotta greet me with the government
Fuck whoever judge ya', and trick whoever ya'
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the
Yeah, Rack, Rack shit
She ain't right like them old rap city
I got many chicks, blue and black Penny
Strippers at 30 tellin' niggas that 26

[Chorus -
Rack bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten ten ten twenties and fifties bitch

Silver Emblem, 2 Rs
Who's in the nice black car?
Autops came up, results are?
of deathbars
Gotta killa fo, fo the
Gotta hoe, half Columbiana
Dominicana, Poke her from Behind-a
Work out a little bit, get the from her mama
city Bitch, Black outta '03
California kush, black out from OG
You made ya bed, now lay in it
The end is here, sayin it

Jeezy]
I'm in my other car, bout to get my car
You to talk to him, man, it's a seminar
12 carats, man that's all
1 6, man, it's all gears
Got mah other broad talking with my broad
All them in the back talking to mah other
Ok lil lay we gotta something
3 in my bed, bout 4 something
Sal and my hit that
He nuttin, Sal and my nigga split that
game, bag it, she might know something
But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow
Yeah you what that mean, you tonight girl
But if your bull, I'll leave ya wit a white
all we doing nigga, ass n' tits
A-town nigga, yeah, six

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Rack city bitch Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten, ten, ten twenties and them bitch

Black 4s, red head doors
Got ya whore doing shit uncalled for
I see these callinI just hit ignore
bond, Tom Ford, Jaeger LaCoultre,
Ain't got 'em? Erry blood stop 'em
120 in the ghost take the shoppin
will open it up, cuz they ain't poppin
Ain't got nuttin to comment with niggas wit no
Red headorama, Rack City yarding
I be of these nigga Last King, Guillotine
Nigga take defeat
Pack a bad then pass it to my nigga Meek

[Meek
Meek Milly, up Racked out
And be countin money till I pass out
Hundred racks of in the Stash house
And I'll be something when I mash out
In the lookin like a fly
I like somthin in the sky
These haters hope I up and die
Cuz my bitch look like she said up and bye

[T.I.]
Me and three in the CL
Pink toe nails, tail like a beach
Tell 'em all betta it on the DL
No phone, no twitter, no
in the chain, none in the rear
Fall the King of Diamonds, you ate shit
racked up, all big faces
At the party crib, full of broads all
Ros cases, We pop
We stay faded, no occasion
and Asians, Black, Caucasian
I'll go crazy for in amazement

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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten, ten, ten and them fifties bitch