Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
my Louie V vision
Fall up in the
As as me and my gang get in
Every n-gga I came with, came to spend
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, roll the up
Nowadays f-cking with the bar
Still aint nothing changed but the in my car
ain't into 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 what I did, drop you off at your whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus your calling
Think he starting to catch
Look at phone, press end
Can't hurt him with he doesn't know
Plus you figure both grown, come on

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

Khalifa - Verse 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 probably gonna in
Say it's wrong, I call it a statement for the
To get you as you want, break dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
another one
? a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't with them
just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and spill it, we 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, weed in your nail, she a spell

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