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 to come out the barrel
Rob

I heard some like "Down on the floor"
Then louder we got shooters, shooter
I around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got good (check)
Jumped right 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 they want 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 they want me to surrender
But no, I do it
But no, I do it

So many doubt 'cause I come the South
But I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch 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, tryin' to get a of cake
Take it your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a lot to say but I don't listen
Call me automatic Weezy I keep spittin', pow

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

Put my up
They want me with my up
They 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 o' being patient
Stop bein' racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick
It's
You know how sick you make us
I want to up like chips in Vegas
But this is face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the

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

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

I try tell you I am baby

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

soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin'
Better know me, Lil Wayne just me lord
Hard, take like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm shit you never 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 me to surrenda'
(Shooter, my hands up, my up, they want me to surrender)
Mama, I dey, ey, me tink 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