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 n-gga I came with, came to chips
On champagne and tipping waitresses
G'd up, what you think is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, mama speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't f-cking the bar
Still nothing changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't showing hoes where I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your smell that weed on your clothes
He don't know what I did, drop you off at whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus your n-gga
he starting to catch wind
Look at phone, press end
hurt him with what he doesn't know
Plus you we're both grown, come on

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every that's here with me
That's the G-Shit I'm on
I'm on, G-Shit I'm on
Got n-ggas rolling
Bitches their hands in the air
the DJ damn that's my song
I trying fall in love with you
Let me your cup then find our way home

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

x2]
Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every n-gga here with me
That's the G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got n-ggas rolling
Bitches with hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't trying fall in love you
Let me fill your cup find our way home