Luyện nghe bài hát Mezmorized

[Wiz
Uh, it's Young man. Paper Plane Gang, 501 young.
'Ay shout out to my brother Spitta man. I just to say that. Yeah.
And, your bitch could see shit from across the street nigga.
It's pimpin' over here. Macaroni. and Orange Juice nigga.
What up Chevy, Germ I see you, on the beat. Haha.

1]
Uh, I don't 'em, I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
Smoke somethin', go to a new state soon as I 'em
be pressed for pussy, it aint nothing
Instead of worrying about who that bitch fuckin', why don't you get you some
9 times out of 10 she see me
Game running, wanna know my hotel and who to ring when she coming
I keep it one hundred, get love from the hoes, but it's, over bitches nothing above it
the weed loud like my engine when I speed up
Bitches holding weave, rolling trees with they pretty feets up
Them suckas often imitate but they be us
So super high, look in the sky when you see me bruh
Cut my speakers up, drowning out what the say
Just, continue to smoke and G as fuck
Polo socks match my hat, she leave once it's a known fact
That she aint coming back. Now Gang that.

And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch
And I beat em blindly with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game homie I'm doing big things (big things, big things)
And them they mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you money fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)

2]
I don't love 'em, I don't 'em, I duck 'em
Try to get paper how the fucker don't shit about her
I take you up where it's cloudy, aint one them still rockin' prada
I go to Louie and blow a thousand
One of my baddest bitches, up while I'm driving
And she don't even smoke just hit it once while she it
My game tight, and sign it
Them niggas just playing, aint really ballin', saying they honest
Claiming, that's your wife but we can't it
She all in my suite at 3 in the morning
her clothes off, inhaling weed and coughing
Aint her first time but say she don't do this often
Since I was 16, I had all the intentions to it G
Take hoes, and smoke hella trees with em
As for team, you niggas in the stands, you just lookin'
I'm a pro to these rookies and I to still paper over....pussy.

And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor I switch lanes
And I beat em blindly with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game little homie I'm doing big (big things, big things)
And them bitches mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some money with me (fuckin' with me)

Khalifa]
Yeah nigga, this shit don't sound cool.
This what we go to sleep to, wake up to....Kush and Orange nigga.
Got bitch cooking them cheese eggs too. Got paper in my pocket.
Taylor Gang who's up? See niggas man.
We done fucked 'em this year, it's a wrap. Hahahaha.
Yeah. We don't want no sucker shit..ever.