Luyện nghe bài hát Soo Woo

[Lil
my gang affil,
But stepping on a rod in the danger field
Weezy Baby, how do the feel?
my aim because I aim to kill
Hahaha, Old ass n-gga,
Abercrombie and ass n-gga,
I rich shit because I'm a rich ass n-gga,
I you in the zone because I pitch fast n-gga,
Ha, I smoke bitch,
My money comes faster the roadrunner bitch
I keep it on the just in case you might wonder
Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you numbers
Haha, bitch n-gga we might ya
2 Step all in yo face, we Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the right
East until I die

You better change like Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We carry caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[The
Young
And thats perfect cause is to me
What's perfect as or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause is Godly
Wall Street, the perfect family, The Cosby
All I need is a bitch
How's B, I passed the on Solange
I'm sure Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU
Hello I can't see, cause if I did I Be SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you see that this Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Four
N-ggas f-cking with Weezy, I slow leak em
Hang em from a telephone like my old sneakers
Red for no reason
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin',

[Lil - Chorus]
You better change like it's Gras,
And we guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We carry caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of
I'll show you how bangers
Four five cocked back, move the crowd Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the
so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking painters came
Dead wrong it man
I told n-ggas I a Game
All black gold chain, like the saint is playin'
He sold a milli, I'm
So it aint a to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing paper
Riding the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob
We disappear like David
And pop up at the game
They playing the C's with Pierce Throwing The B's
That the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a shot
I'm one blood, he's the Carter the dread locks
My team run base, we the f-cking Red Sox.

[Lil - Chorus x2]
You change like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's from Compton, baby,
We carry them caskets, we tote hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo