Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz Khalifa - 1]
Adjust my V vision
up in the spot
As long as me and my get in
Every n-gga I with, came to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping
G'd up, what you this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life speed up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't f-cking the bar
Still aint changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into hoes where I live
But tonight we gon' go to my
Be on your toes, your boyfriend smell weed on your clothes
He don't know what I did, you off at your whip
Work by 8, almost 6, plus n-gga calling
Think he to catch wind
Look at your phone, end
Can't hurt him with what he doesn't
Plus you figure both grown, come on

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every n-gga that's with me
That's the kinda 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 ain't trying fall in love you
Let me fill your cup then our way home

[Wiz Khalifa - 2]
off the life I'm living
Rooftop you need binocular vision
a few shots and them things that you say you do not do
You probably gonna in
Say it's wrong, I call it a statement for the
To get you high as you want, dress code
Skip the line to the
top down, fire the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
Roll one
? a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I f-cking with them
That's just real shit, spend chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home saying shit like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all this weed you smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she under a

x2]
Money a thang
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for 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
the DJ damn that's my song
I ain't trying in love with you
Let me fill your cup then our way home