Luyện nghe bài hát Rack City Rmx

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

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

- Tyga]
Rack city bitch Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten ten ten twenties and them bitch

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

[Young
I'm in my other car, to get my other car
You like to talk to him, man, a seminar
12 carats, man all ears
1 6, man, it's all gears
Got mah other broad talking with my broad
All them in the back talking to mah broad
Ok lil lay we gotta something
3 in my bed, bout 4 something
Sal and my hit that
He ain't nuttin, Sal and my split that
Suit game, bag it, she know something
But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta something
Yeah you know what that mean, you tonight
But if bull, I'll leave ya wit a white girl
It's all we nigga, ass n' tits
A-town nigga, yeah, six

x2]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten, ten, ten twenties and fifties bitch

Black 4s, red head doors
Got ya whore shit that's uncalled for
I see these bitches callinI just hit
James bond, Tom Ford, LaCoultre,
Ain't got Erry blood goin stop 'em
120 in the ghost take the bitch
Niggas will open it up, cuz they poppin
Ain't got nuttin to with niggas wit no commas
Red headorama, Rack Junk yarding
I be ahead of nigga Last King, Guillotine
YMCMB Nigga defeat
a bad bitch then pass it to my nigga Meek

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

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

x2]
Rack city bitch Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten, ten, ten and them fifties bitch