Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

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

You change like 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 that's perfect perfect is to me
What's perfect as or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause is Godly
Black Wall Street, the family, The Cosby
All I is a perfect bitch
How's B, I passed the baton on
I'm like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I can't see, if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you see that this Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street like Four Visa's
niggas with Weezy, I will slow leak em
Hang em from a pole like my old sneakers
Red bandana for no
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin',

[Lil - Chorus]
You better change like Mardi Gras,
And we guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's from Compton, baby,
We carry 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 show you how bangers
Four five back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking painters
Dead wrong it man
I told niggas I a Game
All gold chain, looking like the saint is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it ain't a thing to make it rain in a dollar bills
We throwing paper
Riding the N.O.
Red Marc frames
We disappear like Blaine
And pop up at the game
They playing the with Paul ? in the B's
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a shot
I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the locks
My whole team run base, we the Red Sox.

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