Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

[Lil
Pardon my affil,
But stepping on a rod in the danger field
Weezy Baby, how do the feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to
Hahaha, Old ass nigga,
and Fitch ass nigga,
I talk rich shit because I'm a ass nigga,
I hope you in the zone because I fast nigga,
Ha, I something bitch,
My money comes faster than the roadrunner
I keep it on the side just in case you wonder
Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you like
Haha, nigga we might jump ya
2 all in yo face, we might Unk ya
Hahaha, on the right side
East until I die

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

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

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

[The
Can't the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's
show you how bangers bang
Four five cocked back, move the crowd like Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking painters
Dead ain't it man
I told niggas I ain't a
All black chain, looking like the saint is playin'
He sold a milli, I'm
So it ain't a thing to make it rain in a hundred bills
We throwing paper
through the N.O.
Red Marc frames
We disappear David Blaine
And pop up at the game
They playing the seeds Paul ? in the B's
That make the ref affiliated, he hit a three
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, off his red top
Bloods in New York like took a head shot
I'm one blood, he's the with the dread locks
My whole run base, we the fucking Red Sox.

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