Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

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

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

[The
Money
And that's cause perfect is to me
What's as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause perfect is
Black Wall Street, the perfect family, The
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 SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia piece on my
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street like Four Visa's
niggas fucking with Weezy, I will slow em
Hang em from a pole like my old sneakers
Red for no reason
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin',

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

Game]
Can't stop the red bandana, if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's
I'll you how bangers bang
Four cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking came
wrong ain't it man
I told I ain't a Game
All black chain, looking like the saint is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it ain't a to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing paper
through the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob
We disappear like Blaine
And pop up at the Lakers
They playing the seeds Paul ? in 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 with the dread locks
My whole run base, we the fucking Red Sox.

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