Luyện nghe bài hát RWT

Yup, yup
I up
I can't look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man
If casket ain't 24 karat gold when I die
Then I ain't enough fucking money man and that's real talk
God

This my roll weed
Don't turn it into dead in the time
Her legs do the sign
Know the hood so well need street signs
Young rich and
Big titties I'm
Burnin' benjies and
Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a
I rock I designed it, realer nigga, won't find it
Okay, I be stackin' that cheddar, bet that shit won't
Got me so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire
I made a mil twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie
Bitch I ain't sayin' shit to brag neither, I'm sayin' that to inspire
I'm like, damn boy, fuck you boy?
Hatin' on me, knowin' you is a fan boy
I'm around you call me Cuz like we fam boy?
Rappin' like me let's me know I'm the man boy
Okay, and Bombay is a real nigga entree
I her my grande, my food is picante
My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend gay
I seen him hang with Deandre and they was like prom dates
One time for my 'til I go in the ground
I'm throwin' it up they holdin' me down
I'm perverted as fuck, got a in the house
Got your girl and your and they hoein' it out
But you standin' outside cause no is allowed
If you work like I work, you would in the towel
you get in this life, man, there's no comin' out
And haters look at me snow in the south
nigga
Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I you die nigga
Why you nigga?
I'm stackin' dough my momma addicted to spas
Yeah I'm the one these hatin' niggas despise
You better take off fuckin' disguise, nigga
is in your eyes nigga
Lies
Shut the up, everything'll be fine
'Cause this my weed time