Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got campaign going so
Getting brain I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when ya moneys long
Real street niggas no clone
We at the top where we
Spread rozay patrone
Smoking on thousand dollar of strong
When the outta here its on

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

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See blonde strip when my hats off
Looking at my rollie, bout 30 grams what cost,
Smoke like I'm in Cali, f-ck, a flight, i'll blast off,
talkin tattoos, we should have a tat off,
Got racks on racks on racks, on naps on naps,
Just made a mill, count another 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 even talk unless you cut the check,
I guess thats why all niggas get mad
say f-ck a young nigga, f-ck a young nigga,
I know theres girls in the crowd right now who wanna f-ck a young nigga, ya
I roll one and roll another one bigger, thinking they sick well I'm sicker,
ima my weed, and ima drink my liquor
Better make you f-ck your girl right before I dick her.... down,

Y'all know I keep them
I stay counting them
Ya girl leave me lone
Wanna f-ck now she
hot don't need no match
Sell work pay no tax
I'm up to the max
Don't even how to relax
I drank so much that
Had to up on a bean
Got all in my jeans
Man busting out the
Got kush all in my
Get High like cheech and
800 a zone I ain't blowin it strong
hell on my iphone
Catch mine and I'm gone
The girl won't
I can not her home
I'm on them bars
I'm not a star
I'm driving cars
Strapped up no