Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Swizz
know his name
Ayo Mac, let the beat
Ladies and gentlemen, C5 (ow), time (ow)
Yeah, yeah,
Zone, zone, zone, zone,
Let me see your work
I mean, I don't know what y'all came to do, but uhh
If you ain't a lighter, what the 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 enough
Then the sun die, the night is young
The diamonds still shine, get it hoe
What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, the ones go?
a shit show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let your tongue
Money bitches, and above hoes
That is still my favorite love
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I sleep the gun, then she don't snore
What the yo? Where the love go?
the ski mask, for the muzzle
It's a blood bath, the Suds go?
a Swizz beat, down the drums go
If iffy, down the drugs go
If she sip lean, double cup
I duffle full of hundos
the love go, where's the uproar?

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

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

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