Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

[Wiz - Intro]
And a round of applause
and gentleman
I'd like to shout out Taylor
And shout out my car
big business bitch.

[Chevy Woods -
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly old school shit: Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We drink, we gon' smoke
We turn this bitch out

[Chevy - Verse 1]
Roll another
Only papers, fill it with that ooh-wee
Let a G roll the OG, than one for OG
that's the homie
Zig baby no leaf
Acting like you know the Wizzle man, my homie
If gin nigga, pour me
Sippin' slow, she go slow like a slow leaf
Cop the car from the
off thumbs up to the homie Mac Miller
King kong gorillia, my cup overflow with im a rhyme spilla
All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost I don't ever think its enough
I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done it
Gone!

[Chevy Woods -
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
a G Should
On my fly shit: Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we smoke
We gon' turn this out

Woods - Verse 2]
Drop top, leather
Tape deck playing, she a
It aint about money, it aint my
Don't know my name in memory of Rick Bitch!
You know I'm a Taylor tho?
So to the cops Cartoon "which way'd he go?"
Shit, I did blew 80 O's, the 80 O's the 80 mo'
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Just Oz's, roll something, weed.
Drink liquor, double
No lean in it, us up.
I her "bitch, I be airborne"
Then in a in my lap where her hair gone
She Keep it G, she love a
I tell her chill, I'm witcha

[Chevy - Chorus]
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit: Clint
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we gon'
We gon' this bitch out

I'ma one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old joints: Clint Eastwood
I'm gon one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old joints: Clint Eastwood

[Wiz Khalifa - 3]
Uh, best board the time bitch
You can a movie off the shit I done seen
Rolling them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of
Smoking while I'm rapping n-gga, don't get no between
Yeah I came up in the game, it took you see
I'll show you how to get money up and get high as me
Talk to my Dad the day said he proud of me
My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans
I told her blow it, like her nose was
you hatin' me for fam, get some hoes or something
N-ggas know me for twisting a key
F-ck I might toss you a O or something
I'm a let you hold it and you owe us
its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it when you
Got a in the crib like nino
aint gotta talk about it, we know.

[Chevy - Chorus]
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood
a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout
We drink, we gon' smoke
We gon' turn this out

I'ma one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint
I'm gon roll one up, and you
We gon' old school joints: Clint Eastwood