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 came with, came to spend
On champagne and tipping waitresses
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 nothing but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into showing 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
Work by 8, 6, plus your nigga calling
Think he to catch wind
Look at phone, press end
Can't hurt him with what he doesn't
Plus you figure both grown, come on

Money ain't a
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 hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't trying fall in love 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 and them things that you say you do not do
You gonna give in
Say wrong, I call it a statement for the mission
To get you as you want, break dress code
Skip the to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
Roll one
Need a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I fucking with them
That's just real shit, Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the and spill it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home girl shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
Weed in your hair, weed in nail, she under a spell

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