Luyện nghe bài hát RWT

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

This my roll weed
Don't turn it into in the street time
Her legs do the peace
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, it look like I'm in a comic?
Everything I 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 Maguire
I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I even no lie
Bitch I ain't sayin' that shit to brag neither, I'm that to inspire
I'm like, damn boy, fuck you boy?
Hatin' on me, that you is a fan boy
When I'm you call me Cuz like we fam boy?
Rappin' me let's me know that I'm the man boy
Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a nigga entree
I her my grande, my food is picante
My girls is Beyonce, boyfriend beyond gay
I seen him 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 girl and your and they hoein' it out
But you standin' cause no hoes is allowed
If you work like I work, you throw in the towel
Once you get in this life, man, no comin' out
And look at me like snow in the south
nigga
Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die
Why you nigga?
I'm stackin' dough my momma addicted to spas
Yeah I'm the one that these niggas despise
You better take off your fuckin' disguise,
Bitch-made is in eyes nigga
nigga
Shut the fuck up, everything'll be
'Cause this my roll weed