Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got going so strong
Getting while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money ya moneys this long
Real niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we
Spread rozay patrone
on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the club outta its on

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

Got a outta my garage
Got a down in the stars
I'm geaked up off them
Got a car I don't gotta park
No keys button start
She ain't a dime I get hard
Got hoes that a green card
Say I'ma dawg but I don't gotta bark
Got swag bite like sharks
One hit I'ma knock it out the
Trap beating so goddamn
Got Kush, Got Lean, Got
got remix hard as
Got bricks don't need no
I'm in with the mail
I'm of the cartel
Got rerock no cling
6 two for a nin
Then it all up on jeans
I'ma religion fiend'
Got bands in the of my jeans
a kickstand way I lean
Promethazine
Stamped on sprite and

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See that blonde strip my hats off
Looking at my rollie, 30 grams what that cost,
Smoke like I'm in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, blast off,
Niggas talkin tattoos, we have a tat off,
Got on racks on racks, naps on naps on naps,
Just a mill, count another mill so put that on top of that,
Way back in 2004 I told them it was a
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 guess why all these niggas get mad
They say a young nigga, f-ck a young nigga,
I know theres some girls in the crowd right now who wanna f-ck a nigga, ya
I roll one and roll another one bigger, niggas thinking they sick I'm sicker,
ima smoke my weed, and ima drink my
Better make sure you f-ck your girl right before I her.... down,

Y'all know I them racks
I stay counting them
Ya girl won't leave me
Wanna f-ck now she
Flow hot don't need no
work don't pay no tax
I'm up to the max
Don't know how to relax
I drank so that lean
Had to wake up on a
Got racks all in my
Man busting out the
Got all in my lungs
Get High cheech and chong
800 a I ain't blowin unless it strong
Catch hell on my
mine and then I'm gone
The girl won't
I can not her home
I'm on them bars
I'm not a star
I'm foreign cars
up no bodyguards