Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

[Wiz Khalifa - 1]
my Louie V vision
Fall up in the
As as me and my gang get in
Every n-gga I with, came to spend chips
On popping and tipping waitresses
G'd up, you think this is?
Put your feet up, this the fast, life mama up
Pop the cork, roll the up
Nowadays ain't f-cking the bar
Still nothing changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't into showing hoes I live
But tonight we go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boyfriend that weed on your clothes
He don't know what I did, drop you off at whip
Work by 8, 6, plus your n-gga calling
he starting to catch wind
Look at your phone, end
Can't hurt him with what he doesn't
Plus you figure we're both grown, on

Money ain't a
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every that's here with me
That's the kinda I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got n-ggas weed
Bitches with their in the air
the DJ damn that's my song
I ain't fall in love with you
Let me fill cup then find our way home

[Wiz - Verse 2]
High off the I'm living
Rooftop you gonna binocular vision
Order a few shots and them things you say you do not do
You probably give in
Say it's wrong, I it a statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, dress code
the line to the front
Ride top down, the skunk, soon as the dooby get down
another one
? a couple of you, bring my one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't f-cking them
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you here me in VIP taking risk
Home girl saying like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm up all this weed you ever smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she a spell

x2]
Money a thang
Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for n-gga that's here with me
the kinda G-Shit I'm on
G-Shit I'm on, I'm on
Got rolling weed
Bitches with hands in the air
Tell the DJ that's my song
I ain't trying fall in with you
Let me fill your cup then our way home