Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

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

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress 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 weed
with their hands in the air
Tell the DJ damn my song
I trying fall in love with you
Let me your cup then find our way home

Khalifa - Verse 2]
High off the I'm living
Rooftop you need binocular vision
a few shots and them things 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
top down, fire the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a couple of you, my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I 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 taking
girl saying shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
Weed in 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 that's here 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
the DJ damn that's my song
I ain't trying in love with you
Let me fill cup then find our way home