Luyện nghe bài hát Should've Never

[Intro:
Absolutely, absolutely what I did for the last couple
Yeah, Soul!
1: Ab-Soul]
Smoke a half in a half an hour
late 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 pussy, rolled up
Got some more pussy, "that's enough"
I need rest,
you know I'm off this Xanie
I came and you came twice but you live here, maybe
You get it, or you
Anyways, backshots like a plastic
I poke her, why not call her
flush, I did that on purpose
Passed out, up and guess what I did? (rolled up)
I hit DZA, he showed up, he hit Wiz and we pulled up
And guess we did? (rolled up)
Then guess what? We up
And guess what we (guess what we did)
And guess we did? (guess what we did)
We did

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

2: Wiz Khalifa]
Super dabbage, proof you
up in it like "poof", Aladdin
Puttin' on that uber cab shit
My roof collapsin', wake up in the mornin' tell you what
We were stoned, you a dab and it was "ehh"
My and got faded
Next day I'm in the state
I'm in the best weed I got steak, shrimp and eggs on my
In the I'm up high, smokin' wax I'm up high
Taylor Gang, we up
Her legs up in the sky
She left the rest of her girls, she came to have a time
She came up in this bitch
She up out this bitch bi
She hit the wax once
She left up out bitch fried
almost dropped the bong
She a rookie so I let her
Rollin' up smokin' the mountain so much I know the amount
so much smoke out my mouth, I'm leavin' 'em stuck on the couch
Smokin' that kush 'til I'm faded, you niggas be and playing
My niggas they stay rollin' up, they gettin' as high as fade is

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

DZA

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

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