Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

I heard some shouts "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters,
I around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun door, got security good (check)
Jumped right 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 they 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 they 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 nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'm a play x-ray, helpin' y'all see the
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a of cake
it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't
Call me automatic Weezy I keep spittin', pow

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

Put my up
They want me my hands up
They want me 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
bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, door dick takers
outrageous
You don't know how sick you us
I want to throw up like chips in
But this is face it
If we too simple then y'all get the basics

Lady walks 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 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 surrender, me no pretender

Sock wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every yards I'm comin' forward
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 shootout baby win or draw
And then they ask who 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, want me to surrender)
Mama, I tink dey, ey, me tink dey want me to
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, want me to surrender)

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