Luyện nghe bài hát Soo Woo

[Lil
Pardon my affil,
But stepping on a rod in the danger field
Baby, how do the Manger feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to
Hahaha, Old ass n-gga,
Abercrombie and ass n-gga,
I talk shit because I'm a rich ass n-gga,
I hope you in the because I pitch fast n-gga,
Ha, I smoke bitch,
My comes faster than the roadrunner bitch
I keep it on the side just in case you might
Tech 9 Four 5 just in you like numbers
Haha, bitch n-gga we jump ya
2 Step all in yo face, we Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the right
East side I die

You better change it's Mardi Gras,
And we guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We carry caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, our grammar
Lemme you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[The
Young
And thats perfect perfect is to me
perfect as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So the P cause perfect is Godly
Wall Street, the perfect family, The Cosby
All I need is a perfect
B, I passed the baton on Solange
I'm sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I can't see, cause if I did I Be SNOOP
Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred Four Visa's
N-ggas f-cking with Weezy, I slow leak em
Hang em from a telephone like my old sneakers
Red bandana for no
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin',

[Lil Wayne -
You better change like it's Gras,
And we guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
Lemme you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a full of orangurtan's
I'll show you how bangers
Four five back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
plates, paint the Range
Leave so much on the wall look like the f-cking painters came
Dead aint it man
I n-ggas I aint a Game
All gold chain, looking like the saint is playin'
He sold a milli, I'm
So it a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing planes
through the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob
We disappear like Blaine
And pop up at the game
They playing the C's Paul Pierce Throwing The B's
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a
Ken Griffy all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like took a head shot
I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the locks
My whole team run base, we the Red Sox.

Wayne - Chorus x2]
You better like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We carry caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo