Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

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

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

Chevy
Roll doubie
Only papers baby it with that oh-wee
Let a G roll the OG then one for OG
Yeah the homie
Zig zags baby no
Acting you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie
If thats gin nigga, me
sippin' slow she go down slow like a leak
cop the car from the
off thumbs up to the homie mac miller
King young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme spiller
All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost I don't ever think its enough
I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with money I done done it. Gone.

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

Woods:
Drop top.. leather
deck playing, she a freak
It aint about money, it aint my
Don't know my name in memory of Rick Bitch
You know that I'm a Dog
So to the cops Cartoon George "which he go?"
Shit, nigga I done 80 O's, then 80s O's, then 80 Mo
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Just Oz's, 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 Keep it G, she love a
I tell her chill, I'm witcha

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

Wiz
Just parked the time bitch
you can write a movie off the shit I done
rolling them Khalifa up with all kinds of green
when I'm rapping niggas don't get no time between
Yeah I came up in the game, it time you see
I'll you how to get your money up and get high as me
Talked to my Dad the other day said he of me
My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans
I told her blow it, like her nose was
What you hating me for fam get some hoes or
Niggas know me for twisting a key
Fuck around I might charge you a O or
I'm a let you hold it and you owe us
its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it you cuffin
Got a in the crib like nino
Niggas aint talk about it, we know.
Gang we are heros. Motherf**ker

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 drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn this bitch out.
I'm gon roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old school joints, clint
I'm gon one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old school joints, eastwood