Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

Yea, yea, yea
Weezy y'all, (yeah)
Don't get
Rapid fire, you know about it?
I brought my homie along for the
He strapped, he came here to come out the
Rob

I heard some like "Down on the floor"
Then even we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got good (check)
Jumped right over
Pointed gun at, Winky her
I'm shooter, shooter, shooter

My up (yeah)
My up (yeah)
They want me with my up
Oh,
Oh,

I think want me to surrender
But no, I do it
But no, I do it

My up (yeah)
My up (yeah)
They want me my hands up
Oh,

I think want me to surrender
But no, I do it
But no, I do it

So many doubt 'cause I from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all come out
Bang! Die bitch die I hope you bleed a lake
I'm a play x-ray, y'all see the fake
I'm tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your
They got a lot to say but I don't listen
me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

With all these and, all these bitches
But no looters around
They thinkin' shooters that shooters that
Girls Ladies that Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot

Put my up
They me with my hands up
want me with my hands up
Oh,

But I'm not
I just cry mama, I they, hey
Me think they me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region
Spectators, dictators, behind door takers
It's
You know how sick you make us
I want to throw up chips in Vegas
But is Southern face it
If we too simple y'all don't get the basics

Lady walks into a shotgun (yeah)
Dropped to her saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it" everybody regret it
I'm your, shooter!

My up, my hands up (yeah)
They me with my hands up (yeah)
Oh,
Oh,

I try you what I am baby

My hands up, my up (yeah)
want me with my hands up (yeah)
(Sorry but me no surrender)
Oh,
Oh,

Me won't surrender, me no

Sock wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin'
Better know me, Lil Wayne call me lord
Hard, take pain Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some shit you saw
I take you to the baby win lose or draw
And then ask who when where how
And, my reply was pow!

Mama, I tink dey, hey, me tink dey want me to
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they me to surrender)
Mama, I tink dey, ey, me tink dey want me to
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they me to surrender)

No, me surrenda, no, no
I promise no
I got my
And I'm your