Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

Yea, yea, yea
Weezy y'all, (yeah)
get shot
Rapid fire, you know about it?
I brought my homie for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the
Rob

I some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters,
I turn around, I was starin' at
Shotgun watches door, got good (check)
right over counter
Pointed gun at, tell her
I'm gon' shooter, shooter,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I try you what I am baby

My up, my hands up (yeah)
They want me 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, hundred yards I'm comin' forward
know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some you never saw
I take you to the shootout win lose or draw
And then they ask who when how
And, my reply was pow!

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

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