Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
Adjust my Louie V
up in the spot
As long as me and my get in
n-gga I came with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and waitresses
G'd up, what you think is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life speed up
Pop the cork, the weed up
Nowadays ain't with the bar
Still aint nothing changed but the in my car
Usually ain't showing hoes where I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boyfriend smell that weed on your
He know what I did, drop you off at your whip
by 8, almost 6, plus your n-gga calling
Think he starting to catch
at your phone, press end
Can't hurt him with he doesn't know
you figure 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 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 in love with you
Let me your cup then find our way home

Khalifa - Verse 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 gonna give in
Say it's wrong, I call it a for the mission
To get you as you want, break dress code
Skip the line to the
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't with them
That's just real shit, spend chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you with me in VIP taking risk
girl saying shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm up all this weed you ever smell
Weed in hair, weed in your nail, she under a spell

x2]
Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a 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 with their in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I ain't fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup then find our way