Luyện nghe bài hát G Shit

1]
Adjust my V vision
up in the spot
As as me and my gang get in
Every nigga I came with, to spend chips
On popping champagne and waitresses
G'd up, you think this is?
Put feet up, this the fast, life mama speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't fucking the bar
Still ain't nothing but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into showing hoes I live
But tonight we gon' go to my
Be on your toes, your smell that weed on your clothes
He know what I did, drop you off at your whip
Work by 8, 6, plus your nigga calling
he starting to catch wind
Look at your phone, end
Can't him with what he doesn't know
Plus you figure both grown, come on

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

2]
High off the I'm living
Rooftop you gonna need binocular
Order a few shots and them that you say you do not do
You gonna give in
Say it's wrong, I it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
a couple of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I fucking with them
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all paid trips
Buy the and spill it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home girl saying like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all weed you ever smell
Weed in your hair, in your nail, she under a spell

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