Luyện nghe bài hát OG

Hook: Wiz x2
Have a little party at my
And all the is rolled that's how it is
you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we to go

1: Wiz Khalifa]
Young that's more famous than these older niggas
Young nigga got my game up from older niggas
Motherfuckas my name, I say I told you nigga
I was taught to count my paper 'fore I it nigga
Now look at my chains, all them frozen nigga
up my Mary Jane before I smoke it wit ya
Hit this J, I bet be a day you don't remember
at the top and I don't see not one contender
Cooking out the pot, I like my weed for lunch and
Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the
You paying for quantity, but quality is what you for
If there's a marijuana-ology, I'll be your
And all about this chronic is what in for
So give your parents my for me again or
Get high like we and Chong
We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we need some bongs
up so we can all...

x2
Have a little at my crib
And all the weed is rolled how it is
When you fucking some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we to go

[Verse 2: Dogg]
Cali is what we blow
OG nigga way down low
Known for the blue C rag
Started off nothing but Zags
Popping P's, trees
501's, all of
All y'all invited, it, light it, now follow me
out, plush couch, flat screen television
Table full of vegetation so you just might a nigga
That's what it is, that's it's gon' be
Side Long Beach where I'm from
Bring your girls, all come
Give me some, now give her
big Mac, I love to have fun
You are, you are the one
If you get it or do it, then it'll be like 2 on 1
it down, lay it down
Baby work that body
At the pad, bad
Baby that party like?
so schizophrenic
Baby down your panties
Let the Dog ram it
I to understand it
Back room my bedroom
her right up in it
Close the door, (?)
I'm 'bout to up in it
something

x2
Have a little party at my
And all the is rolled that's how it is
When you fucking with some OG blowing OG smoke
even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go

[Verse 3:
money and blowing hella chronic
Smoke I'm
on them chrome spokes with the engine running
Sounding like a dinosaur if the stomach
Your bitch at the window she know I'm coming
She tell you that she 'bout to go and on the corner
She jump in, take her to the
Stuffing (?), playing Megaman 3
Your Wonderwoman giving out Miami
she never leave me 'lone, She wan' have a family
She just high, tomorrow night, she'll be titties out,
Trying to leave with the next in a Aston
So why get up
I'm too up on my toes to have my name brought up
In sewing circles them hoes
I rather be a G rolling up a whole
O-Z of OG have them KO'ed

x2
Have a little party at my
And all the weed is that's how it is
When you fucking with some OG blowing OG smoke
Don't gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go