Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

yeah it young khalifa man
taylor gang over
champange planes
bitch taking off her widding
leave us you'll never be the same
making money in major
if i got it imma spend it if
i to
and pick you up you want too
and nahh i aint gotta say
us right in front of you
i do all of that shit when niggas dont want to
pop another imma roll
this up g'd up g'd up
pop anther bottle roll
weed up so g'd up g'd up
big faced digits whip rented
walk inside the bitch im big frank frendily
big cake piled up on my plate endless
throw it in her face wacth the make wishes
walk inside the club bottles on that
groupie ac'tin up dying to get a
rose and kush be my clongoe
get to keep her weed them joints already rolled
my clean all i count is cheese
walking on a dream you trying to intervene
on top of that them haters in-between
sour seem you can smell it on her weave
smell it when i leave niggas catching
og kush prescriptions me way onver the bulilding
rydin in my ride in my system
high as whitney tryin to away to get a million
if i got it imma spend it if
i to
and pick you up anyting you too
and nahh i aint gotta say
about us right in of you
i do all of shit when them niggas dont want to
pop another bottle imma
weed up g'd up g'd up
uh know im smoking sour you can smell it down the
this as a yougin what you sell can get you far
captain of my team tell you how to
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