Luyện nghe bài hát Should've Never

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

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

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

[Verse 3: DZA]
[?] your ones first
Dab so my lungs hurt
Cough so crazy, me out my seat
to rollin' up thunder
World-renowned the wordplay
it like a punter
Nigga like me gotta get that cheese, mozzarella,
Stackin' all my green up, up in a leader
Got me feelin' wavy I be like a baby
Feelin' better than on a wake up tip
I'm lyin', but it's close to it
Ain't 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 bought the [?], she the Marley's

DZA

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

[?] now I'm on the ceilin'
Really y'all on tour with some new
Feelin' like I haven't sold in a minute
I can get bored how I'm feelin'
Knew a hatin'-ass nigga wouldn't it
Couple cars, gotta handle this
And the texts wanna on my women
Make that pack still flippin'
You know a young in it
I ain't even gotta trip on shit, back with the window tint
doors like a limo, bitch
Presidential shit, so the irrelevant
Thinkin' bout my or medicine
Take time, can't rush shit
Real nigga gonna brush shit, off
bus full of sluts, that's it
Lotta mud, cup, that's it
up 'til you stuck, that's it
Niggas hate, baby that shit