Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz Khalifa - 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 champagne and tipping waitresses
G'd up, you think this is?
Put your up, this the fast, life mama 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 know what I did, drop you off at whip
Work by 8, almost 6, your n-gga calling
Think he starting to catch
Look at phone, press end
Can't hurt him with what he know
Plus you we're both grown, come on

Money ain't a
the waitress call and bring 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 n-ggas weed
Bitches their hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't trying in love with you
Let me fill cup then find our way home

Khalifa - Verse 2]
High off the I'm living
Rooftop you gonna need vision
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 for the mission
To get you as you want, break dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, soon as the 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 Vegas chips, all expense paid
Buy the champagne and spill it, we don't a sip
And you here me in VIP taking risk
Home girl saying shit "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this you ever smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she a spell

x2]
Money a thang
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 n-ggas weed
Bitches their hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I ain't trying in love with you
Let me your cup then find our way home