Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz - Verse 1]
Adjust my Louie V
Fall up in the
As as me and my gang get in
Every I came with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping
G'd up, what you this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life mama up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays f-cking with the bar
aint nothing changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into showing hoes I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boyfriend smell that on your clothes
He don't know what I did, you off at your whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus your calling
Think he to catch wind
Look at your phone, end
Can't hurt him with what he doesn't
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 with me
the kinda G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got n-ggas weed
with their hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I ain't fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup then our way home

[Wiz - Verse 2]
High off the life I'm
Rooftop you gonna need binocular
Order a few shots and them that you say you do not do
You probably give in
Say it's wrong, I it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
Skip the to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
another one
? a couple of you, my brother one
The bitches roll weed, I ain't f-cking with them
That's just real shit, spend chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and spill it, we save a sip
And you with me in VIP taking risk
girl saying shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
in your hair, weed in your nail, she under a spell

x2]
Money a thang
the waitress 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 their hands in the air
the DJ damn that's my song
I ain't trying fall in love you
Let me fill cup then find our way home