Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

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

[Verse 1: Lil
What the fuck though? 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
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's enough
the sun die, the night is young though
The still shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, the ones go?
It's a shit show, put you row
shit, bro? Let your tongue show
Money bitches, and above hoes
is still my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, the fuck for?
I sleep with the gun, she don't snore
What the fuck yo? Where the go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
It's a blood bath, the Suds go?
It's a beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, the drugs go
If she sip lean, cup toast
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 fuck though, I 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 your head 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 don't though
diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke
At your front door with a gun
"Knock-knock, who's there" is how it 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 throw up signs, she throw up dope
Dreadlock hang down a bando
Put the in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled like a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash like a
to Bono, you listen to Don O
What the bro? Where the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my lunch
Just up, bro, there 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 in my bag, think I'm a drug 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 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 head like a buffalo