Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got going so strong
Getting brain I'm talking on the phone
Spend when ya moneys this long
Real street ain't no clone
We at the top we belong
Spread rozay patrone
Smoking on thousand worth of strong
When the club here its on

Got Racks on racks on
on racks on racks
Racks on on racks
Got Racks on on racks
Got Racks on racks on
on racks on racks
Racks on racks on
hating me ain't even tryna hold back

Got a crawl outta my
Got a down in the stars
I'm geaked up off them
Got a car I don't even gotta
No keys push start
She ain't a dime I won't get
Got hoes need a green card
Say dawg but I don't even gotta bark
Got that bite like sharks
One hit I'ma knock it out the
Trap beating so hard
Got Kush, Got Lean, Got
got remix hard as
Got bricks need no scale
I'm plugged in the mail
I'm part of the
Got ain't no cling
6 two for a nin
Then it all up on jeans
true religion fiend'
Got bands in the pockets of my
Need a way I lean
fiend
Stamped on sprite and

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See that blonde when my hats off
Looking at my rollie, bout 30 grams what cost,
Smoke like I'm in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, i'll off,
Niggas talkin tattoos, we have a tat off,
Got racks on racks on racks, naps on on naps,
Just made a mill, count another so put that on top of that,
Way back in 2004 I told it was a wrap
Now my life my life no more I told you niggas its a wrap, eww
You you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet
We can't even talk you cut the check,
I thats why all these niggas get mad
They say f-ck a young nigga, a young nigga,
I know theres some girls in the crowd right now who f-ck a young nigga, ya
I roll one and another one bigger, niggas thinking they sick well I'm sicker,
ima my weed, and ima drink my liquor
Better make sure you f-ck girl right before I dick her.... down,

Y'all I keep them racks
I stay them stacks
Ya won't leave me lone
Wanna now she attached
Flow hot don't no match
Sell don't pay no tax
I'm up to the max
Don't know how to relax
I drank so much that
Had to up on a bean
Got all in my jeans
Man busting out the
Got all in my lungs
Get like cheech and chong
800 a zone I ain't unless it strong
Catch on my iphone
mine and then I'm gone
The girl leave
I can not her home
I'm gone on bars
bitch I'm not a
I'm foreign cars
Strapped up no