Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

I heard some shouts "Down on the floor"
even louder we got shooters, shooter
I around, I was starin' at chrome
watches door, got security good (check)
Jumped over counter
Pointed gun at, Winky her
I'm gon' shooter, shooter,

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

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

My up (yeah)
My up (yeah)
want me with 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 bullets out
Bang! Die nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'm a play x-ray, helpin' see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, to get a piece of cake
it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a lot to say but I don't listen
Call me Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

With all these and, all these bitches
But ain't no looters
They thinkin' about that shooters that
Guns Girls Ladies Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shooter

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

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

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

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

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

I try tell you I am baby

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

Me won't surrender, me no

soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every yards I'm comin' forward
know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some shit you saw
I take you to the shootout win lose or draw
And they ask who when where how
And, my was simply pow!

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

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