Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Beatz]
know his name
Ayo Mac, let the beat
and gentlemen, C5 (ow), Wayne 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, what the you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

[Verse 1: Lil
What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your like a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, enough jokes
Then the sun die, the night is though
The still shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck though? the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the go?
It's a show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let your show
over bitches, and above hoes
That is still my favorite love
Put the gun inside, the fuck for?
I sleep with the gun, she don't snore
the fuck yo? Where the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
a blood bath, where the Suds go?
It's a beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I gotta full of hundos
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 head like a
the fuck 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

[Verse 2: Lil
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff,
I out the scuffle without a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff
Yellow up close, catch a sunstroke
At your front with a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, there" is how it won't go
This the jungle so the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, bro? It's I'm from, bro
We grew up fast, we up slow
We throw up signs, she throw up dope
Dreadlock hang like a bando
Put the green in the bag, a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back like a
clip in the stash like a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the fuck bro? the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
look up, bro, there the stars 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
It's empty when I give it back, now where's the

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 head like a