Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

yeah it young khalifa man
gang over everything
champange paper
bitch off her widding ring
with us you'll never be the same
making money in major
if i got it then imma it if
i to
and you up anyting you want too
and nahh i aint gotta say
us right in front of you
i do all of shit when them niggas dont want to
pop bottle imma roll
weed up g'd up g'd up
pop anther bottle imma
weed up so g'd up g'd up
big faced digits whip aint
walk the bank bitch im big frank frendily
big cake piled up on my plate endless
throw it in her face wacth the make wishes
inside the club bottles on that liquor
groupie ac'tin up dying to get a
rose and paton be my clongoe
shorty get to keep her weed joints already rolled
my diamonds clean all i count is
walking on a while you trying to intervene
on top of money them haters in-between
somkin sour seem you can smell it on her
smell it when i leave niggas feelings
og kush prescriptions me way onver the bulilding
rydin in my ride bangin in my
high as whitney tryin to find to get a million
if i got it imma spend it if
i to
and you up anyting you want too
and nahh i aint gotta say
us right in front of you
i do all of that shit when them niggas want to
pop another bottle imma
weed up g'd up g'd up
uh know im sour you can smell it down the hall
leared as a yougin what you sell can get you far
captain of my tell you how to ball
a game