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 from me, she gotta be
Purchase a whip from me and never a single payment
I'm from the city where the even Christians hate it
Even the black folk to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, champagne
Just bought a chopper the last one, got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mil so many times, I it
You wanna be the but that shit get complicated
I pull your card, I know pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe you'll have to kill me for combination
Made another two milli off the compilation
I hit a lick, I'm telling you this shit amazing
Got a bitch, she fucking me just like she Jamaican
purple and that motherfucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons,

[Hook: Ross]
the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mark, then you gotta make payment
We going hard, run it just like it's Walter Payton
The game sweet, 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, open Dom and liquor 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 these niggas who still be masquerading
We you pussies, so you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause 'cause them choppers be so
So sophisticated 'cause hits be calculated
Put yo in the dirt, now you decapitated
I'm getting so you'll never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, rich forever, (Babyyy)
million, hundred 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 will have yo ass on TMZ
Breaking and we still get them for ten a key
And if he faking, him, tell them niggas "C'est la vie"

[Verse 3: Meek
on these haters, ball hard D Waiters
Ever since I got money, e'rybody need
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
With a hand on my stick, tryna in my crib
I handle my shit like a candle got lit
'Cause I burn shit down, I'm in my bag
And these so mad it's my turn now
And I get that cash and my so bad, she so sophisticated
I'm balling hard, bitches and ain't got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window now watch me get the
My neck so frosty, you frauding, yo shit
Boy you an
You ain't got no M's in yo account, I never ask my
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check 'cause I 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 bird and bounced back like