Luyện nghe bài hát G Shit

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

Money ain't a
the waitress call and bring a bottle for every nigga that's here with me
That's the kinda I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got niggas rolling
with their hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't trying fall in with you
Let me fill your cup then 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 it's wrong, I it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
Skip the to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, soon as the dooby get
Roll one
Need a of you, bring my brother one
The can't roll weed, I ain't fucking with them
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense trips
Buy the champagne and spill it, we don't a sip
And you with me in VIP taking risk
girl saying shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
in your hair, weed in your nail, she under a spell

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