Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With all riches and, all these bitches
But no looters around
They thinkin' about shooters that shooters
Guns Girls Ladies that Gunners
Shoot shoot shoot shooter

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

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

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

Lady walks into a surprise (yeah)
Dropped to her knees saw her 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 up, my hands up (yeah)
want me with my hands up (yeah)
(Sorry but me no surrender)
Oh,
Oh,

Me won't surrender, me no

Sock soakin' wet I been y'all
I reload, every hundred I'm comin' forward
know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some you never saw
I take you to the shootout win lose or draw
And then they ask who where how
And, my was simply pow!

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

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