Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Swizz
Y'all his name
Ayo Mac, let the beat
and gentlemen, C5 (ow), Wayne time (ow)
Yeah, yeah,
Zone, zone, zone, zone,
Let me see shoulders work
I mean, I don't know what came here to do, but uhh
If you a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

1: Lil Wayne]
What the though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's jokes
Then the sun die, the is young though
The diamonds still shine, get it hoe
the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the go?
It's a show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let your tongue
Money over bitches, and hoes
That is still my favorite quote
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I sleep with the gun, she don't snore
What the yo? Where the love go?
the ski mask, for the muzzle
It's a blood bath, where the go?
It's a Swizz beat, down the go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I gotta duffle full of
the love go, where's the uproar?

What the though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your like a buffalo
the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your like a buffalo

2: Lil Wayne]
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff,
I come out the scuffle a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I don't though
Yellow diamonds up close, a sunstroke
At your door with a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, who's there" is how it go
This the jungle so the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, bro? where I'm from, bro
We up fast, we rolled up slow
We throw up gang signs, she up dope
hang down like a bando
Put the green in the bag, like a
Hair trigger pulled back a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the fuck Where the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
Just look up, bro, there the go
I see the shovel, but the drugs go? Hmm
To the
Only way he comin' back is his unborns
If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a lord
empty when I give it back, now where's the uproar?

What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head a buffalo
What the though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
at your head like a buffalo