Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
Adjust my Louie V
up in the spot
As as me and my gang get in
Every n-gga I came with, to spend chips
On popping and tipping waitresses
G'd up, what you this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life speed up
Pop the cork, the weed up
Nowadays f-cking with the bar
Still aint changed but the horses in my car
ain't into showing hoes where I live
But tonight we gon' go to my
Be on your toes, your boyfriend smell that weed on your
He don't know what I did, drop you off at your
by 8, almost 6, plus your n-gga calling
Think he starting to catch
Look at your phone, end
hurt him with what he doesn't know
Plus you we're both grown, come on

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

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

x2]
Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every that's here with me
That's the kinda I'm on
I'm on, G-Shit I'm on
Got n-ggas 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 cup then find our way home