Luyện nghe bài hát OG

Hook: Wiz x2
Have a party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled how it is
When you fucking with OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go

1: Wiz Khalifa]
Young nigga that's more famous than these older
nigga got my game up from these 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 things nigga
Rolling up my Jane before I smoke it wit ya
Hit this J, I bet this be a day you don't
Looking at the top and I don't see not one
out the pot, I like my weed for lunch and dinner
Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the
You paying for quantity, but is what you spend for
If there's a marijuana-ology, I'll be mentor
And all about this chronic is what in for
So your parents my apology for me again or
Get high like we Cheech and
We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we gon' some bongs
up so we can all...

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

[Verse 2: Snoop
Killer Cali is what we
OG nigga way down low
Known for the blue C rag
Started off smoking nothing but
P's, chopping trees
501's, all of
All y'all invited, ignite it, it, now follow me
Laid out, plush couch, flat screen
Table of vegetation so you just might stun a nigga
what it is, that's what it's gon' be
East Side Long Beach where I'm
your girls, all y'all come
Give me some, now give her
It's big Mac, I love to fun
You are, you are the one
If you get it or do it, then be just like 2 on 1
Break it down, lay it
work that body like
At the pad, bad
what that party like?
Moving so
Baby pull down your
Let the Dog ram it
I to understand it
Back room my bedroom
Make her up in it
the door, slow (?)
I'm 'bout to up in it
something

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

[Verse 3:
Having and blowing hella chronic
Smoke I'm
on them chrome spokes with the engine running
Sounding like a if the stomach rumbling
Your at the window cause she know I'm coming
She tell you that she 'bout to go and on the corner
She in, take her to the honeycomb
Stuffing kush (?), playing 3
Your Wonderwoman giving dome out
Said she never me 'lone, She wan' have a family
She just high, tomorrow night, she'll be titties out,
Trying to leave the next nigga in a Aston
So why get up
I'm too swift up on my toes to have my name up
In sewing circles with 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 rolled how it is
When you with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you know, we 'bout to go