Luyện nghe bài hát Should've Never

[Intro:
Absolutely, absolutely I did for the last couple days
Yeah, Soul!
1: Ab-Soul]
Smoke a half ounce in a half an
Runnin' for a red-eye flight
Gettin' outside my house for hours
No rollie on but timing right?
down (rolled up)
Got some (rolled up)
Got some pussy, up
Got some pussy, said "that's enough"
I rest, baby
Plus you I'm off this Xanie
I came twice and you came but you live here, maybe
You get it, or you
Anyways, like a plastic surgeon
I poke her, why not call her
Royal flush, I did that on
Passed out, woke up and guess what I (rolled up)
I hit DZA, he showed up, he hit Wiz and we pulled up
And guess we did? (rolled up)
Then what? We poured up
And guess what we (guess what we did)
And guess what we (guess what we did)
We did

[Hook: Wiz
And we just a bunch a we're allowed to have fun
we go
we go
And they should've gave us money
Should've gave us money (x4)
No, should've never gave us money
No

2: Wiz Khalifa]
Super dabbage, you average
Rollin' up in it "poof", Aladdin
bitches on that uber cab shit
My roof collapsin', up in the mornin' tell you what happened
We were stoned, you a dab and it was "ehh"
My bedroom and got
day I'm in the next state
I'm in the weed I got steak, shrimp and eggs on my plate
In the room I'm up high, smokin' wax I'm up
Gang, we up high
Her were up in the sky
She left the rest of her girls, she came to have a good
She came up in this straight
She left up out bitch bi
She only hit the wax
She left up out bitch fried
Bitch dropped the bong
She a so I let her slide
Rollin' up smokin' the mountain so much I don't the amount
Blow so much smoke out my mouth, I'm leavin' 'em stuck on the
Smokin' that kush 'til I'm faded, you niggas be and playing
My niggas they stay rollin' up, they as high as this fade is

[Verse 3: DZA]
[?] your ones first
Dab so my lungs hurt
Cough so crazy, knocked me out my
to rollin' up thunder
World-renowned with the
Kick it a punter
like me gotta get that cheese, mozzarella, muenster
Stackin' all my up, four up in a leader
Got me feelin' wavy I be sleepin' like a
better than head on a wake up tip
I'm lyin', but somewhere close to it
nothin' better than it, wylin'
Four hundred dollar
Bitch came [?]
Look so good, had to fuck her the front, I can't front
She to party, I like to party
I the [?], she roll the Marley's

DZA

[Verse 4: J.R.
Uhh,
side to the
Head band in the freezer, keep
eye home-seekin'
[?], swaked out with your bitch on the

[?] now I'm on the ceilin'
Really on tour with some new skateboards
Feelin' like I haven't weed in a minute
I can never get how I'm feelin'
Knew a hatin'-ass wouldn't feel it
Couple cars, gotta handle business
And the wanna check on my women
sure that pack still flippin'
You know a young in it
I ain't even gotta trip on shit, back seat the window tint
Open doors a limo, bitch
Presidential shit, so the bullshit
Thinkin' bout my or medicine
Take time, can't rush shit
nigga gonna brush that shit, off
Tour bus full of sluts, it
Lotta mud, cup, that's it
Roll up you stuck, that's it
hate, baby fuck that shit