Luyện nghe bài hát Riesling, Rolling Papers

This is why they f-ck with me: after the head
I tell em I leave cause I'm trying to stay sucker-free
They say I'm a dog, well that them a f-cking flea
And now I understand why ass is so stuck on me
Luckily, I be feeling good in my bucket
Thug Motivation: my cost a buck 03
Mind of a player: you could suck a D
I'ma reach my goal and you ain't gon take this puck me
Coco in my Stanley Cup
You could say whatever, just don't bring the up
Who could f-ck with me? Everybody be up
But when we set the date, bet these stand me up
I'm down to like gravity, but man we up
Women get me and they cannot keep their panties up
Your boy drop jewels, you should ante up
This is for thought, you bitches fill the pantry up
As I get older, I be looking at rap breeds:
A bunch of tatted up niggas who can wrap
And I ain't saying I"m what rap needs
I'm just a swagged-out in a Rapide
With a 3-year old, that I'm to be here for
to the riches, and my gift is my vehicle
And I ain't even about that Aston Martin
Even though I bought for my birthday
The lines I come up, they pass the
Yeah, I my best shit on my worst day
And that's the shit that gets you
Turn a negative into a get the picture?
People say I changed; not me, it's the money
It's the middle of the winter but they got me it's sunny
And I'm not just being funny, I no other way
Let's just up this Riesling and roll another J