Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

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

[Verse 1: Lil
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 a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
a tough guy, that's enough jokes
Then the sun die, the night is young
The still shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck though? the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the 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
the fuck yo? Where the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
It's a blood bath, where the go?
It's a Swizz beat, the drums go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, double cup
I gotta full of hundos
Down the love go, 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
at your head like a buffalo
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 head like a buffalo

[Verse 2: Lil
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff,
I come out the scuffle without a scuff,
Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff
Yellow diamonds up close, catch a
At your front door 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 grew up fast, we rolled up
We throw up signs, she throw up dope
Dreadlock hang like a bando
Put the in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair pulled back like a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the fuck bro? the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I my lunch gross
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 give it back, now 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
at your head like 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
Aimin' at your head a buffalo