Luyện nghe bài hát Cookout

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

Woods - Chorus]
I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping,
a G Should
On my fly old school Clint Eastwood
Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a
We drink, we gon' smoke
We gon' turn this out

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

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

[Chevy Woods - 2]
top, leather seats
Tape playing, she a freak
It aint money, it aint my language
Don't know my name in of Rick James Bitch!
You know 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, roll something, weed.
Drink liquor, double
No lean in it, us up.
I her "bitch, I be airborne"
Then in a in my lap where her hair gone
She Keep it G, she a n-gga
I tell her chill, I'm witcha

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

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

[Wiz Khalifa - 3]
Uh, board the time machine bitch
You can write a movie off the shit I seen
Rolling them Khalifa 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 took you see
I'll show you how to get money up and get high as me
Talk to my Dad the other day said he of me
My girl says she 30 racks when she found my jeans
I told her blow it, like her was running
What you hatin' me for fam, get hoes or something
N-ggas know me for a whole key
F-ck around I might you a O or something
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 puffin'
Got a projecter in the crib like
N-ggas aint talk about it, we know.

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

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