Luyện nghe bài hát Should've Never

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

Wiz Khalifa]
And we just a bunch a niggas we're to have fun
we go
we go
And should've never gave us money
Should've never us money (x4)
No, should've never gave us money
No

2: Wiz Khalifa]
Super dabbage, you average
up in it like "poof", Aladdin
Puttin' on that uber cab shit
My roof collapsin', wake up in the mornin' tell you happened
We were stoned, you a dab and it was "ehh"
My bedroom and got
Next day I'm in the state
I'm in the best 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 a good time
She came up in bitch straight
She up out this bitch bi
She only hit the wax
She up out this bitch fried
Bitch almost the bong
She a rookie so I let her
Rollin' up smokin' the mountain so much I know the amount
Blow so much smoke out my mouth, I'm leavin' 'em stuck on the
that kush 'til I'm faded, you niggas be kidding and playing
My niggas they stay rollin' up, they gettin' as high as 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 the wordplay
Kick it a punter
Nigga me gotta get that cheese, mozzarella, muenster
Stackin' all my green up, four up in a
Got me feelin' wavy I be like a baby
Feelin' better than head on a up tip
I'm lyin', but it's somewhere to it
Ain't nothin' better it, wylin'
Four hundred dollar
Bitch through [?]
Look so good, had to her from the front, I can't front
She like to party, I to party
I bought the [?], she the Marley's

DZA

[Verse 4: J.R.
Uhh,
side to the
Head band in the freezer, keep
Third eye
[?], swaked out with your on the road

[?] now I'm walkin' on the
Really on tour with some new skateboards
Feelin' like I haven't sold weed in a
I can never get bored how I'm
Knew a nigga wouldn't feel it
Couple cars, gotta handle this
And the texts wanna check on my
Make sure that pack still
You know a young in it
I even gotta trip on shit, back seat with the window tint
Open doors a limo, bitch
shit, so the bullshit irrelevant
Thinkin' bout my or medicine
time, can't rush that shit
Real nigga gonna that shit, off
Tour bus of sluts, that's it
Lotta mud, cup, that's it
up 'til you stuck, that's it
Niggas hate, fuck that shit