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,
and Fitch ass nigga,
I rich shit because I'm a rich ass nigga,
I hope you in the zone because I fast nigga,
Ha, I something bitch,
My money comes faster than the roadrunner
I keep it on the side in case you might wonder
9 Four 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 until I die

You better change like it's Gras,
And we pull like Quick Draw McGraw
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

[The
Money
And that's cause perfect is to me
What's perfect as or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause perfect is
Black Street, the perfect family, The Cosby
All I need is a bitch
How's B, I passed the baton on
I'm sure like Al B but a boujy B would never me the perfect PIRU
Hello I can't see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see that Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred 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 on and the NO bleedin', yeah

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

Game]
Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of
I'll show you how bangers
Four five cocked back, the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking painters
wrong ain't it man
I niggas I ain't a Game
All black gold chain, looking like the is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We paper planes
through the N.O.
Red Marc frames
We disappear David Blaine
And pop up at the game
playing the seeds with Paul ? in the B's
That the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a head
I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the dread
My team run base, we the fucking Red Sox.

[Lil - Chorus x2]
You better 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 them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, our grammar
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo