Luyện nghe bài hát Riesling, Rolling Papers

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