Luyện nghe bài hát Racks Remix

Got campaign going so
Getting brain while I'm on the phone
Spend money when ya this long
Real street niggas ain't no
We at the top we belong
Spread lean patrone
Smoking on thousand dollar worth of
When the club outta its on

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

Got a crawl my garage
Got a condo in the stars
I'm geaked up off them
Got a car I don't even gotta
No push button start
She ain't a I won't get hard
Got hoes that need a green
Say I'ma dawg but I don't even bark
Got swag that bite like
One hit I'ma knock it out the
Trap beating so hard
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 ain't no
6 two for a nin
fuck it all up on jeans
I'ma true religion
Got in the pockets of my jeans
Need a way I lean
Promethazine
Stamped on and lean

(Wiz Khalifa)

Racks on, off
See that blonde strip my hats off
Looking at my rollie, 30 grams what that cost,
Smoke I'm in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, i'll blast off,
talkin tattoos, we should have a tat off,
Got on racks on racks, naps on naps on naps,
Just made a mill, another mill so put that on top of that,
Way in 2004 I told them it was a wrap
Now my aint 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 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 wanna a young nigga, ya
I one and roll another one bigger, niggas thinking they sick well I'm sicker,
ima smoke my weed, and ima drink my
Better make sure you f-ck girl right before I dick her.... down,

Y'all know I them racks
I stay counting them
Ya girl leave me lone
f-ck now she attached
Flow hot don't need no
Sell work pay no tax
I'm up to the max
Don't even know how to
I drank so much that
Had to up on a bean
Got all in my jeans
Man out the seams
Got all in my lungs
Get High like cheech and
800 a I ain't blowin unless it strong
Catch on my iphone
Catch and then I'm gone
The girl leave
I can not take her
I'm gone on bars
bitch I'm not a
I'm driving cars
up no bodyguards