Luyện nghe bài hát RWT

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

This my roll time
Don't it into dead in the street time
Her legs do the sign
Know the hood so well need street signs
rich and iconic
Big titties I'm
Burnin' benjies and
Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a
Everything I rock I designed it, realer nigga, find it
Okay, I be stackin' that cheddar, bet that shit expire
Got me ballin' so hard, I need me Maguire
I made a mil twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie
Bitch I ain't sayin' that to brag neither, I'm sayin' that to inspire
I'm like, damn boy, fuck you sayin'
Hatin' on me, that 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, Hennessy and Bombay is a real entree
I gave her my grande, my is picante
My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend gay
I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin' like dates
One time for my 'til I go in the ground
I'm throwin' it up cause they me down
I'm perverted as fuck, got a pole in the
Got your girl and your girl and they it out
But you standin' outside cause no hoes is
If you like I work, you would throw in the towel
Once you get in this life, man, no comin' out
And haters look at me like in the south
Surprise
Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die
Why you alive
I'm dough cause my momma addicted to spas
I'm the one that these hatin' niggas despise
You better off your fuckin' disguise, nigga
Bitch-made is in your eyes
nigga
Shut the fuck up, everything'll be
'Cause this my weed time