Luyện nghe bài hát Rake It Up

[Intro: Yo Gotti & Nicki
Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, up?
Young
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to
Them AMG
Mike Made-It, nigga

[Hook: Yo
I all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, back it up
it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, it up, rake it up, rake it up

1: Yo Gotti]
I love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I'm that (I am)
I I'm that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it)
I come bad weather, (ksh) they say I'm a storm (aye)
VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella
I was sending bricks to Harlem back Jay was still with Dame
I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she up the check, home (phrrr)
She gon' it up, fuck it up, she don't need makeup (makeup)
She gon' rake it up, rake it up a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) 'cause I pray for the pussy, for the pussy

[Intro: Yo Gotti & Minaj]
I tell all my hoes: it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, back it up
it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, it up
Yo, yo

[Verse 2: Nicki
Brought out the pink just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in
Lil' bad trini but she mixed with China
Real vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the (cut the check)
Buss it down, your goofy down, (down) pound
I'ma do on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits)
I'ma bust it open, I'ma go stupid and be a on it (ditz)
I don't date honey, (no?) on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him me
Never trust a big and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my
Wrist game is freezing like it in the cold
Nickname is but my name ain't Nicole

Yo Gotti]
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, it up

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti & Too
Well, I'm the dough boy, the one they about
All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in mouth
I know the bad bitches but niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month that's what these bitches do
You a and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that's what the do
You a bitch, to my nigga, Short
We won't never write no statement, we showing up in court
We don't do no gossiping, we don't do no
We don't beef on sites, we just hit our target
We don't do no rumors, we don't pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty bitch, you work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a fucking
You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you still with

Yo Gotti]
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, it up, back it up, back it up
it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, it up
Fuck it up, it up, rake it up, rake it up