Luyện nghe bài hát Gin and Drugs

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[Chorus: Wiz & Problem]
Up in this and we all faded
'bout a bitch, no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss, do my own
It's money over hoes, no I'm no
Want more bounce, we got more
Want more bounce, we got ounces
Want more bounce, we got ounces
Want more bounce, we got ounces
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
We got

1: Wiz Khalifa]
Only on Gin and them drugs, I walked in, in the
About three of them, I'm not kiddin'
When I tell you if you came with bitch
Then it's the end of my car, the engine
Let's from the beginning
With a nigga from the 'Burgh
Smokin' weed, gettin' money, what you heard
they hate 'cause I'm flyer than I ever been
High off a
Bitch bad, her ass fat, probably let her in
Ball so fuckin' I need a letterman
Know a couple that I'm better than
Pussy, I don't it or the money 'cause I get it
Taylor on top, just remember that I said it
Fuck this bitch, grab my shit, then I jetted

Wiz Khalifa & Problem]
Up in this and we all faded
'bout a bitch, no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss, do my own
It's money over hoes, no I'm no
more bounce, we got more ounces
Want more bounce, we got more
more bounce, we got more ounces
Want more bounce, we got more
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
We got!

[Verse 2:
Baby fuck day, who wanna bang?
Even though I had some, right 'fore I
lit though!
Girl you ain't fuckin' what you for?
Got at 3 zips rolled, all ready
Wiz brought another jar him
Gin and drugs got me like a car hit him
6 a.m once I hit my DM
Didn't a rubber so she got to feel this skin
Money stacks stack high, this don't bend
up with your friend? Biatch!
Ho,
like Mitch when the light hit him
Married to the money, let the hit him

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa &
Up in this and we all faded
'bout a bitch, no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss, do my own
It's over hoes, no I'm no stranger
more bounce, we got more ounces
Want bounce, we got more ounces
Want more bounce, we got more
Want bounce, we got more ounces
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
Gin and drugs, gin and
Gin and drugs, we got gin and
We got!