Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

I heard some like "Down on the floor"
even louder we got shooters, shooter
I around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun door, got security good (check)
Jumped right counter
Pointed gun at, tell her
I'm shooter, shooter, shooter

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

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

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

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

So many 'cause I come from the South
But I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I 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 piece of
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your
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
thinkin' about shooters that shooters that
Guns Girls Ladies that that
shoot shoot shoot shooter

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

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

And to the stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind dick takers
It's
You don't know how you make us
I want to throw up chips in Vegas
But is Southern face it
If we too then y'all don't 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 gon' it
I'm your, shooter!

My hands up, my up (yeah)
They want me with my 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
Better me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some shit you saw
I take you to the baby win lose or draw
And they ask who when where how
And, my reply was pow!

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

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