Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
Adjust my Louie V
Fall up in the
As as me and my gang get in
Every n-gga I with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping
G'd up, you think this is?
Put feet up, this the fast, life mama speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't f-cking the bar
Still nothing changed but the horses in my car
Usually into showing hoes where I live
But tonight we gon' go to my
Be on your toes, boyfriend smell that weed on your clothes
He don't know what I did, drop you off at your
Work by 8, almost 6, your n-gga calling
he starting to catch wind
Look at phone, press end
Can't him with what he doesn't know
you figure we're both grown, come on

Money a thang
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every n-gga here with me
the kinda G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got rolling weed
Bitches with their in the air
Tell the DJ damn that's my
I trying fall in love with you
Let me your cup then find our way home

[Wiz Khalifa - 2]
off the life I'm living
Rooftop you gonna binocular vision
Order a few shots and them that you say you do not do
You probably give in
Say wrong, I call it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
another one
? a couple of you, my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I f-cking with them
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid
Buy the champagne and spill it, we save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home girl saying shit "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she under a

x2]
Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for n-gga that's here with me
That's the G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got n-ggas rolling
Bitches with hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I ain't trying fall in with you
Let me fill cup then find our way home