Luyện nghe bài hát Getting Loose

[Intro:
Yeah, ooh
Van
Yeah, yeah,

Problem]
I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose
I don't wanna know the truth, got in my roof, yeah
I'm getting loose, nigga, getting loose
I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah
I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, getting
I don't know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah
I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting
I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain't going for the floof,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't for the floof, what?

[Verse 1:
Uh, scrapers in the city, on the 57
Chevy chrome, suspension switcher
LS engine, bitches came with the
Dope pot, stir it up, got her tearing up
'79 Malibu, mash down the
If them niggas wanna race, bring the bag through
through in the space coupe, everything new
Umbrellas in the door, galaxy in the
Boss in the booth, after the loot
Be cool, muhfucker, ain't asked you
Goin' the money at, came back with all that
Blabber-mouth gave my niggas the treasure map
We know where it's at, muhfucker, forget a
For twice what you pay, homeboy, you could get it
We could call a private plane a taxi cab
Crib extended driveway and a heli-pad, bitch

Problem]
I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose
I don't wanna the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah
I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting
I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah
I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose
I wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah
I'm getting loose, young nigga, loose
I going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I going for the floof, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't for the floof, what?

[Verse 2: Wiz
Bars in the all that it took
We don't ask questions, we wrote the book
This way better than it look
You ain't get to work on foot
Got other rap niggas shook
10 years, ain't by a hair
You drop shit in his whip, not in here
with care, the set keep trees in the air
No need for VIP passes, my whole in the clear
VS in all our pieces, try to our phone, can't reach us
We probably out the country or rolling weed up, FIFA
And my cars is decent, some of 'em older, some
my keys in, this one for today
You see a new one this weekend, on gang

[Chorus:
I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose
I don't know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah
I'm getting loose, young nigga, loose
I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah
I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, loose
I don't wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof,
I'm getting loose, nigga, getting loose
I ain't going for the floof, getting head in the booth,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain't going for the floof,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't going for the floof,