Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

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

With all these riches and, all these
But no looters around
They thinkin' about shooters that that
Guns Girls that 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 think want me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the radio stations, I'm o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region
Spectators, dictators, behind dick takers
It's
You don't know how sick you 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 into a shotgun surprise (yeah)
to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is get it" everybody gon' regret it
I'm your, shooter!

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

I try you what I am baby

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

Me surrender, me no pretender

Sock soakin' wet I runnin' y'all
I reload, every yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil just call me lord
Hard, take like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some you never saw
I take you to the baby win lose or draw
And they ask who when where how
And, my was simply pow!

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