Luyện nghe bài hát Mezmorized

[Wiz
Uh, it's Khalifa man. Paper Plane Gang, 501 young.
'Ay shout out to my Spitta man. I just wanted to say that. Yeah.
And, your could see this shit from across the street nigga.
It's pimpin' over here. Macaroni. and Orange Juice nigga.
What up Chevy, I see you, Cardo on the beat. Haha.

1]
Uh, I don't love 'em, I chase 'em I duck 'em
Smoke somethin', go to a new state as I fuck 'em
Niggas be for pussy, it aint nothing
Instead of worrying about who that bitch fuckin', why don't you get you some
9 times out of 10 she see me
Game running, know my hotel and who phone to ring when she coming
I it one hundred, get love from the hoes, but it's, money over bitches nothing above it
Like the loud like my engine when I speed up
holding they weave, rolling trees with they pretty feets up
Them suckas often imitate but can't be us
So high, look in the sky when you wanna see me bruh
Cut my speakers up, drowning out what the say
Just, continue to and remain G as fuck
Polo socks match my polo hat, she leave it's a known fact
That she aint coming back. Now Taylor that.

And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor I switch lanes
And I beat em blindly with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game little I'm doing big things (big things, big things)
And them they mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you money fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)

2]
I don't love 'em, I don't 'em, I duck 'em
Try to get paper how the fucker don't know about her
I take you up where it's cloudy, aint one them lames rockin' prada
I go to Louie and a couple thousand
One of my bitches, rollin' up while I'm driving
And she don't even smoke hit it once while she light it
My tight, seal and sign it
Them niggas just playing, aint really ballin', they being honest
Claiming, that's your but we can't call it
She all in my hotel at 3 in the morning
Taking her off, inhaling weed and coughing
Aint her first time cheefing but say she don't do this
Since I was 16, I had all the intentions to it G
Take niggas hoes, and smoke hella trees em
As for your team, you in the stands, you just lookin'
I'm a pro to rookies and I plan to still paper over....pussy.

And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I lanes
And I beat em blindly with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game homie I'm doing big things (big things, big things)
And them bitches mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)

Khalifa]
Yeah nigga, this shit don't sound cool.
This we go to sleep to, wake up to....Kush and Orange Juice nigga.
Got your bitch cooking them cheese too. Got paper in my pocket.
Taylor who's up? See yall niggas man.
We fucked over 'em this year, it's a wrap. Hahahaha.
Yeah. We don't no more sucker shit..ever.