Luyện nghe bài hát OG

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

1: Wiz Khalifa]
Young nigga that's famous than these older niggas
Young got my game up from these older niggas
Motherfuckas hear my name, I say I you nigga
I was taught to count my paper 'fore I fold it
Now look at my chains, all things frozen nigga
Rolling up my Mary before I smoke it wit ya
Hit J, I bet this be a day you don't remember
Looking at the top and I see not one contender
Cooking out the pot, I my weed for lunch and dinner
Got cookies in the jar, OG in the blender
You for quantity, but quality 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 like we Cheech and Chong
We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we need some bongs
up so we can all...

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

[Verse 2: Dogg]
Killer is what we blow
OG nigga from way low
for banging the blue C rag
Started off smoking but Zags
Popping P's, chopping
501's, all of
All y'all invited, it, light it, now follow me
Laid out, plush couch, screen television
Table full of vegetation so you might stun a nigga
what it is, that's what it's gon' be
East Long Beach where I'm from
your girls, all y'all come
Give me some, now her some
It's big Mac, I to have fun
You are, you are the one
If you get it or do it, it'll be just like 2 on 1
it down, lay it down
Baby that body like
At the pad, bad
Baby what that like?
so schizophrenic
Baby pull your panties
Let the Dog ram it
I to understand it
Back room my bedroom
Make her up in it
the door, slow (?)
I'm to slide up in it
Smoke

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

3: Curren$y]
Having and blowing hella chronic
Smoke I'm
Cutlass on them chrome spokes the engine running
Sounding a dinosaur if the stomach rumbling
bitch at the window cause 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
Said she never leave me 'lone, She wan' a family
She just high, tomorrow night, be titties out, dancing
Trying to leave the next nigga in a Aston
So why get up
I'm too swift up on my toes to my name brought up
In circles with them hoes
I rather be a G rolling up a whole
O-Z of that OG have KO'ed

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