Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz Khalifa - 1]
my Louie V vision
Fall up in the
As long as me and my get in
Every n-gga I came with, came to chips
On popping and tipping waitresses
G'd up, you think this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life mama up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't with the bar
Still aint nothing changed but the in my car
Usually ain't into showing where I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boyfriend that weed on your clothes
He know what I did, drop you off at your whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus your calling
Think he starting to catch
at your phone, press end
Can't hurt him with he doesn't know
Plus you figure we're both grown, on

Money a thang
Tell the waitress call and bring a 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 with hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I trying fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup find our way home

[Wiz - Verse 2]
High off the I'm living
you gonna need binocular vision
Order a few shots and 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 as you want, break dress code
Skip the line to the
top down, fire the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a couple of you, my brother one
The can't roll weed, I ain't f-cking with them
That's just shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the and spill it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home girl saying shit "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you ever
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 weed
Bitches with their in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't fall in love with you
Let me fill your cup find our way home