Luyện nghe bài hát OG

Hook: Wiz x2
Have a party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled how it is
When you fucking with some OG blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we to go

1: Wiz Khalifa]
Young nigga that's more famous than these older
Young nigga got my game up these older niggas
Motherfuckas hear my name, I say I told you
I was taught to count my paper I fold it nigga
Now look at my chains, all them things nigga
Rolling up my Jane before I smoke it wit ya
Hit J, I bet this be a day you don't remember
at the top and I don't see not one contender
Cooking out the pot, I like my weed for and dinner
Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the
You paying for quantity, but is what you spend for
If there's a marijuana-ology, be your mentor
And all about chronic leaf is what in for
So your parents my apology for me again or
Get high like we Cheech and
We eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we gon' need some bongs
up so we can all...

x2
Have a little at my crib
And all the is rolled that's how it is
When you fucking with some OG blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we to go

[Verse 2: Snoop
Killer Cali is we blow
OG nigga from way low
Known for the blue C rag
off smoking nothing but Zags
Popping P's, chopping
501's, all of
All y'all invited, ignite it, it, now follow me
Laid out, couch, flat screen television
Table full of vegetation so you just might a nigga
what it is, that's what it's gon' be
East Side Long Beach where I'm
your girls, all y'all come
Give me some, now her some
It's big Mac, I to have fun
You are, you are the one
If you get it or do it, then be just like 2 on 1
it down, lay it down
Baby work that like
At the pad, bad
Baby what that party
so schizophrenic
Baby pull down panties
Let the Dog ram it
I to understand it
Back room that's my
Make her up in it
Close the door, (?)
I'm 'bout to up in it
something

x2
Have a little party at my
And all the weed is rolled how it is
When you fucking with OG niggas blowing OG smoke
even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go

[Verse 3:
Having money and blowing chronic
Smoke I'm
Cutlass on them chrome with the engine running
Sounding a dinosaur if the stomach rumbling
bitch at the window cause she know I'm coming
She tell you that she 'bout to go and on the corner
She jump in, take her to the
kush (?), playing Megaman 3
Your giving dome out Miami
she never leave me 'lone, She wan' have a family
She high, tomorrow night, she'll be titties out, dancing
Trying to with the next nigga in a Aston
So why get up
I'm too swift up on my toes to have my name up
In sewing circles with them
I rather be a straight G up a whole
O-Z of OG have them KO'ed

x2
Have a little at my crib
And all the weed is rolled how it is
When you fucking some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go