Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

Yea, yea, yea
Weezy y'all, (yeah)
Don't get
Rapid fire, you know about it?
I my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the
Rob

I heard some shouts "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters,
I turn around, I was starin' at
Shotgun door, got security good (check)
Jumped right over
Pointed gun at, tell her
I'm gon' shooter, shooter,

My up (yeah)
My up (yeah)
want me with my hands up
Oh,
Oh,

I think they want me to
But no, I do it
But no, I do it

My up (yeah)
My up (yeah)
They want me my hands up
Oh,

I they want me to surrender
But no, I do it
But no, I do it

So many doubt 'cause I come the South
But when I up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a
I'm a x-ray, helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your
They got a whole lot to say but I listen
Call me Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

With all these riches and, all these
But ain't no around
thinkin' about shooters that shooters that
Guns Ladies that Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shooter

Put my up
They me with my hands up
want me with my hands up
Oh,

But I'm not
I just cry mama, I they, hey
Me they want me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick
outrageous
You know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in
But is Southern face it
If we too simple then don't get the basics

Lady walks into a surprise (yeah)
to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it" gon' regret it
I'm your, shooter!

My hands up, my up (yeah)
They want me with my up (yeah)
Oh,
Oh,

I try tell you what I am

My hands up, my up (yeah)
They me with my hands up (yeah)
(Sorry but me no surrender)
Oh,
Oh,

Me won't surrender, me no

Sock soakin' wet I runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin'
know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some shit you saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or
And they ask who when where how
And, my reply was pow!

Mama, I tink dey, hey, me dey want me to surrenda'
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, want me to surrender)
Mama, I tink dey, ey, me tink dey me to surrenda'
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they me to surrender)

No, me surrenda, no, no
I promise no
I got my
And I'm shooter