Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

[Lil
Pardon my affil,
But you're stepping on a rod in the danger
Weezy Baby, how do the feel?
Respect my aim I aim to kill
Hahaha, Old ass nigga,
and Fitch ass nigga,
I talk rich because I'm a rich ass nigga,
I hope you in the zone because I pitch nigga,
Ha, I something bitch,
My money comes faster than the bitch
I keep it on the side just in case you might
Tech 9 5 just in case you like numbers
Haha, nigga we might jump ya
2 Step all in yo face, we Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the right
side until I die

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

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

[Lil - Chorus]
You change like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's 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

[The
Can't stop the red bandana, if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's
show you how bangers bang
Four five cocked back, move the like Dana Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking came
wrong ain't it man
I told niggas I a Game
All black gold chain, like the saint is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it ain't a thing to make it rain in a hundred bills
We paper planes
Riding the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob
We disappear David Blaine
And pop up at the Lakers
They playing the seeds with ? in the B's
make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken lost all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like took a head shot
I'm one blood, the Carter 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 guns like Quick 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, our grammar
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo