Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

[Wiz - Intro]
And thats a of applause
and gentleman
I'd to shout out Taylor Gang
And shout out my car
It's big bitch.

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

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

[Chevy Woods -
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
a G Should
On my fly oldschool Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we gon'
We gon' turn bitch out

[Chevy - Verse 2]
Drop top, seats
Tape playing, she a freak
It aint about money, it aint my
Don't know my name in of Rick James Bitch!
You that I'm a Taylor tho?
So to the cops Cartoon "which way'd 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 in it, f-ck us up.
I her "bitch, I be airborne"
Then in a in my lap where her hair gone
She it G, she love a n-gga
I her chill, I'm f-cking witcha

Woods - Chorus]
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
Like a G
On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we gon'
We gon' turn this out

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

[Wiz Khalifa - 3]
Uh, best board the machine bitch
You can write a movie off the shit I seen
Rolling them papers up with all kinds of green
Smoking while I'm rapping n-gga, don't get no between
Yeah I up in the game, it took time you see
I'll show you how to get your money up and get as me
to my Dad the other day said he proud of me
My girl says she found 30 racks when she found my
I told her blow it, her nose was running
What you hatin' me for fam, get some hoes or
N-ggas know me for a whole key
F-ck I might toss you a O or something
I'm a let you it and you owe us nothing
its the shit I be so be carefull how you roll it when you puffin'
Got a projecter in the crib like
N-ggas aint talk about it, we know.

[Chevy Woods -
I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking
Like a G
On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We gon' drink, we gon'
We gon' turn this out

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