Luyện nghe bài hát RWT

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

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