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, to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping
G'd up, what you think 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 showing hoes where I live
But we gon' go to my crib
Be on toes, your boyfriend smell that weed on your clothes
He know what I did, drop you off at your whip
Work by 8, 6, plus your n-gga calling
Think he starting to catch
Look at your phone, end
Can't him with what he doesn't know
Plus you figure both grown, come on

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every n-gga here with me
That's the kinda I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got n-ggas rolling
with their 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 Khalifa - 2]
off the life I'm living
Rooftop you gonna need vision
Order a few shots and them things you say you do not do
You probably gonna in
Say it's wrong, I call it a for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, fire the skunk, as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a couple of you, my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't f-cking with
That's real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the and spill it, we don't save 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 nail, she under a spell

x2]
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 with their in the air
Tell the DJ damn that's my
I ain't trying in love with you
Let me fill your cup then find our way