Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

[Wiz Khalifa -
And thats a round of
and gentleman
I'd to shout out Taylor Gang
And shout out my car
big business bitch.

[Chevy Woods -
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
a G Should
On my fly old school shit: Clint
a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout
We gon' drink, we smoke
We gon' this bitch out

Woods - Verse 1]
Roll another
Only papers, baby fill it with ooh-wee
Let a G the OG, than roll one for OG
Yeah the homie
Zig baby no leaf
Acting you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie
If gin nigga, pour me
Sippin' slow, she go down slow like a slow
Cop the car from the
pulled off thumbs up to the Mac Miller
King young gorillia, my cup overflow with im a rhyme spilla
All day Mr. Count It Up, I count I don't ever think its enough
I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done it
Gone!

[Chevy - Chorus]
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood
a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout
We drink, we gon' smoke
We gon' turn bitch out

Woods - Verse 2]
Drop top, leather
Tape deck playing, she a
It aint money, it aint my language
Don't know my name in memory of Rick Bitch!
You that I'm a Taylor tho?
So to the cops Cartoon George "which he go?"
Shit, I did blew 80 O's, the 80 O's the 80 mo'
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Just Oz's, something, smoke weed.
Drink liquor, cups
No lean in it, us up.
I her "bitch, I be airborne"
Then in a minute in my lap where her gone
She Keep it G, she love a
I tell her chill, I'm f-cking

[Chevy - Chorus]
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
Like a G
On my fly oldschool shit: Clint
a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout
We gon' drink, we smoke
We gon' turn bitch out

I'ma roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old school joints: Eastwood
I'm gon one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint

[Wiz Khalifa - 3]
Uh, best the time machine bitch
You can write a movie off the shit I seen
Rolling Khalifa papers up with all kinds of green
while I'm rapping n-gga, 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
to my Dad the other day said he proud of me
My girl says she found 30 racks she found my jeans
I told her blow it, her nose was running
What you me for fam, get some hoes or something
know me for twisting a whole key
F-ck around I toss 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 it when you puffin'
Got a projecter in the crib nino
aint gotta talk about it, we know.

[Chevy - Chorus]
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly oldschool shit: Clint
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we gon'
We gon' this bitch out

roll one up, and you should
We gon' smoke old school Clint Eastwood
I'm gon roll one up, and you
We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint