Luyện nghe bài hát Errday

[Intro: J]
Yes Sir!
We getting man
Yes Sir!
Get up Bitch (Shut the fuck up!)
Get up, Get up

Foreign cars, every day
A million off a tour, that's day
A hundred broads, that's day
Getting this money- large, in every way

(smoking dope) that's day
(run through your door) that's day
(pulling hoes) every day
(Get more) that's every day [X2]

1: Wiz khalifa]
Rapping ass
There go Wiz, he a rapping ass
I'm in a getting brain from a centerpiece
Before you can mention my name you ten at least
I know they hate of the paper that a nigga see
Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies....
Made men bunch of made ass
When you paid you with some paid ass niggas
I heard that money grow on so I grew one
my old bitch at home got a new one
Said that I quit but I'm back at it
I said that I drinking but I'm back at it
bitch leaving with us nigga that's tragic
The roof go in the trunk....that's
She rolling weed and she don't smoke
Come to your job and it flood bet you gone need a boat

[Verse 2: J]
I'm 20 in and I still win
Hanging with the taylors drinking gin and im
Sunday I ride the bugati- monday I ride benz
Any and all of her friends you know I'm tossing
Money spent (you it), little money folded (you know it)
You got one crib (you know it), got 4 (you know it)
Only clubs I like gotta have poles ( you know it)
Only fuck with model chick, but I play with hoes (you it)
My mansion sitting on forty acres --- who the (whoooooo)
Kobe bryant from the lakers...now paper (lets get it)
And I mob through the hood I dont need no waviers (yes sir)
Cause if you niggas getting wrong, see you later (Blowww)