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 shoulders
I mean, I don't know what y'all here to do, but uhh
If you ain't a lighter, the fuck you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

1: Lil Wayne]
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 like a
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a guy, that's enough jokes
the sun die, the night is young though
The diamonds still shine, get it hoe
What the though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, the ones go?
It's a shit show, put you row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let your tongue
Money over bitches, and hoes
That is my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I with the gun, then she don't snore
What the fuck yo? the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
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, cup toast
I duffle full of hundos
Down the go, 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 fuck though? 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 without a scuff,
Puff, puff, bro, I huff though
Yellow diamonds up close, a sunstroke
At your front door with a gun
"Knock-knock, who's there" is how it go
This the so have the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
the fuck, bro? It's where I'm from, bro
We grew up fast, we rolled up
We throw up gang signs, she throw up
Dreadlock hang down a bando
Put the in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back a cornrow
Extra in the stash like a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the fuck bro? Where the go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my lunch
Just look up, bro, there the go
I see the shovel, but the drugs go? Hmm
To the
Only way he comin' is through his unborns
If you see in my bag, think I'm a drug lord
It's empty when I 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 fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at head like a buffalo
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 head like a buffalo