Luyện nghe bài hát G Shit

1]
Adjust my Louie V
up in the spot
As as me and my gang get in
Every nigga I with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping
G'd up, what you think is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, mama speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't fucking the bar
Still ain't changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into hoes where I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boyfriend smell weed on your clothes
He don't know I did, drop you off at your whip
by 8, almost 6, plus your nigga calling
Think he to catch wind
Look at phone, press end
Can't him with what he doesn't know
you figure we're both grown, come on

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a for every nigga that's here with me
That's the G-Shit I'm on
I'm on, G-Shit I'm on
Got niggas weed
Bitches their hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't fall in love with you
Let me fill cup then find our way home

2]
High off the I'm living
Rooftop you need binocular vision
Order a few shots and them that you say you do not do
You probably give in
Say wrong, I call it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, break code
Skip the to the front
top down, fire the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
Need a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't weed, I ain't fucking with them
That's just shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you with me in VIP taking risk
Home girl saying shit "Rose my favorite"
I'm rolling up all this weed you ever smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she a spell

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