Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy

[Chevy
10-4 am I through clear
Just give me bout a month or two and I'll be right
Tryna avoid police in riot
Heavyweight cash and you just a year
I got a and thats with no buzz yeah
Couldn't even in these shoes right here
And you acting you don't see all this
ooh shit, look at the stones
They flawless, and the bitch I'm with she gorgeous
I see you money, mines enormous
Don't even trip when I'm out be very gone
My pockets fat like the on Barry Bonds
You sit and chill, stack it up for a day
A n-gga like me gotta pay to
When I was gettin' it minor, they aint shit to say
Now they cause I get it in a major way

I see 'em cause my paper right, right
I 'em hold on
She see all and wanna stay the night, night
Had nothing like in so long
She say she wanna ride a G
So hop up in my passenger girl, we be gone, gone
Don't ask
you not

[Chevy Woods - 2]
You I got Taylor stripes like Adidas
So these girls go wild like Gras
On my pimp shit so my show when I'm sippin' slow
High chance that them people coming so I'm low
all thought they gettin' dough
Who cookin' the
Sweet, on the tray, are you living to die?
On some OG Bobby Johnson South shit
Nigga, tell me who you f-cking with
It's the bread man, top dead man
From the city where you need a proof headband
Go go the money stretching long
Cash in cause I get it long
What you flip, thats zig zag money
And what I get,c fit it in the bag dummy

ask yourself
you not

I see 'em hatin' my paper right, right
I tell 'em on
She see all this and wanna the night, night
Had nothing this in so long
She say she wanna with a G
So hop up in my girl, we could be gone, gone
Don't ask
you not

[Wiz Khalifa - 3]
Uhh, EZ twisting
Easy Prada in's
Niggas tell me I look like prol cause it's easy for 'em
I'm bobbin' on 'em, Ali and Foreman
All of my n-ggas ballin' got TGOD em
Money countin', countin' my
Got no on 'em
My weed is awesome, paid the cost now they callin' me the
"You should be like Khalifa"
Thats they boss sayin'
But they aint outta style, these all ?
All playin', thrity thousand feet up, weed up
Try and kill a I told Jerm's we cut the beat up
These aint heard the best of me
Say she a fan her nigga she want me sexually
Hoe, get man
I'm out gettin it, spendin' it
Spittin' the illest shit you ever heard in your
Thinkin' to yourself Chevy be shit
Nigga I murder it
My is right
And when my Champagne come, they on ice
the life