Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

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

Chevy
I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking
a G Should
On my fly shit.. Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend.. its a
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we turn this bitch out.

Chevy
Roll another
Only baby fill it with that oh-wee
Let a G roll the OG then one for OG
Yeah that's the
Zig zags baby no
Acting like you the Wizzle man, that's my homie
If gin nigga, pour me
sippin' she go down slow like a slow leak
cop the car from the
pulled off thumbs up to the mac miller
kong young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme spiller
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 money I done it. Gone.

Chevy
I'm just chilling, loking, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit.. Clint
Tell a friend, a friend.. its a Cookout
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn bitch out.

Woods:
Drop top.. leather
deck playing, she a freak
It aint money, it aint my language
know my name in memory of Rick James Bitch
You know that I'm a Dog
So to the cops Cartoon George "which he go?"
Shit, nigga I done blew 80 O's, 80s O's, then 80 Mo
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Oz's, roll something.. smoke weed.
Drink liquor, cups
No in it.. fuck is up?
I her "bitch I be airborne"
Then in a in my lap where her hair goin'
She it G, she love a nigga
I tell her chill, I'm fucking

Woods:
I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking
Like a G
On my fly shit.. Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, a friend.. its a Cookout
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon this bitch out.
roll one up, and you should
We gon' old school joints, clint eastwood
I'mma roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old school joints, clint

Wiz
parked the time machine bitch
you can write a movie off the I done seen
rolling them Khalifa papers up with all of green
Smoking when I'm rapping niggas don't get no time
Yeah I up in the game, it took time you see
show you how to get your money up and get high as me
Talked to my Dad the day said he proud of me
My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans
I told her it, like her nose was running
What you me for fam get some hoes or something
know me for twisting a whole key
Fuck around I might 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
Niggas aint gotta talk it, we know.
Taylor we are heros. Motherf**ker

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