Luyện nghe bài hát Soo Woo

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

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

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

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

Can't the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's
show you how bangers bang
Four five cocked back, the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking came
Dead aint it man
I n-ggas I aint a Game
All black gold chain, looking like the is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it aint a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar
We throwing paper
Riding the N.O.
Red Jacob frames
We disappear like David
And pop up at the game
They playing the C's with Paul Throwing The B's
That the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken lost all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan a head shot
I'm one blood, the Carter with the dread locks
My whole run base, we the f-cking Red Sox.

[Lil Wayne - x2]
You change like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
Lemme you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo