Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
Adjust my Louie V
Fall up in the
As long as me and my get in
Every I came with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and waitresses
G'd up, what you this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, mama speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't f-cking the bar
Still aint 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 don't know I did, drop you off at your whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus your n-gga
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
Tell the waitress and bring a bottle for every n-gga that's here with me
That's the G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got rolling weed
with their hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I trying fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup then find our way

Khalifa - Verse 2]
High off the life I'm
Rooftop you gonna need binocular
Order a few shots and things that you say you do not do
You probably give in
Say it's wrong, I call it a for the mission
To get you as you want, break dress code
Skip the to the front
Ride top down, the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a couple of you, bring my one
The bitches can't weed, I ain't f-cking with them
That's just real shit, Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP taking
Home girl shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you ever
in your hair, weed in your nail, she under a spell

x2]
Money ain't a
Tell the call and bring a bottle for every n-gga that's here with me
That's the kinda I'm on
I'm on, G-Shit I'm on
Got n-ggas weed
Bitches with their in the air
the DJ damn that's my song
I trying fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup then our way home