Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

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

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

I think they want me to
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 bullets out
Bang! Die nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'm a play x-ray, y'all see the fake
I'm just 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
Call me Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

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

Put my up
They want me with my up
want me with 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 tired o' patient
bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, door dick takers
outrageous
You know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in
But this is face it
If we too simple 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)
They want me with my up (yeah)
Oh,
Oh,

I try tell you what I am

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

Me surrender, me no pretender

Sock wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin'
Better know me, Lil Wayne just call me
Hard, take like Tylenols, raw
Way par, far, I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout 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 dey want me to surrenda'
(Shooter, my up, my hands up, they want me to surrender)

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