Luyện nghe bài hát G Shyt

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

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

[Wiz Khalifa - 2]
High off the life I'm
Rooftop you gonna need vision
Order a few shots and them things you say you do not do
You probably gonna in
Say it's wrong, I call it a statement for the
To get you high as you want, break code
Skip the line to the
Ride top down, fire the skunk, soon as the get down
Roll one
? a of you, bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't f-cking with
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all paid trips
Buy the champagne and it, we don't save a sip
And you here with me in VIP risk
Home girl saying like "Rose my favorite"
Plus I'm rolling up all weed you ever smell
Weed in your hair, weed in your nail, she a spell

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