Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

Wiz
A nice of applause
Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to shout out Gang
And shout out my car keys, haha it's big bitch.

Woods:
I'm just chilling, loking, sipping,
Like a G
On my fly oldschool shit.. Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend.. its a
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn bitch out.

Chevy
Roll doubie
papers baby fill it with that oh-wee
Let a G roll the OG roll 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 down slow like a leak
cop the car the dealer
pulled off thumbs up to the mac miller
King kong young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme
All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost count I ever think its enough
I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that I done done it. Gone.

Woods:
I'm just chilling, loking, sipping,
Like a G
On my fly shit.. Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend.. its a
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn this out.

Chevy
Drop top.. seats
deck playing, she a freak
It aint money, it aint my language
Don't my name in memory of Rick James Bitch
You know I'm a Taylor Dog
So to the cops Cartoon "which way'd he go?"
Shit, nigga I blew 80 O's, then 80s O's, then 80 Mo
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Just Oz's, something.. smoke weed.
Drink liquor, double
No in it.. fuck is up?
I her "bitch I be airborne"
in a minute in my lap where her hair goin'
She Keep it G, she a nigga
I her chill, I'm fucking witcha

Chevy
I'm just chilling, loking, sipping,
Like a G
On my fly oldschool shit.. Eastwood
Tell a friend, a friend.. its a Cookout
We drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn this bitch out.
I'mma roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old joints, clint eastwood
I'mma roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old joints, clint eastwood

Wiz
Just the time machine bitch
you can write a off the shit I done seen
them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of green
Smoking I'm rapping niggas don't get no time between
Yeah I came up in the game, it took you see
I'll show you how to get your up and get high as me
Talked to my Dad the other day he proud of me
My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans
I told her blow it, her nose was running
What you hating me for fam get some or something
Niggas know me for a whole key
Fuck around I might charge you a O or
I'm a let you it and you owe us nothing
its the shit I be smoking so be how you roll it when you cuffin
Got a projecter in the crib like
Niggas aint talk about it, we know.
Taylor Gang we are heros.

Woods:
I'm just chilling, loking, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit.. Clint
a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn bitch out.
I'm gon roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old joints, clint eastwood
I'm gon one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old school joints, eastwood