Luyện nghe bài hát Shooter

Yea, yea, yea
Weezy y'all, (yeah)
get shot
Rapid fire, what you know it?
I brought my homie for the ride
He strapped, he came to come out the barrel
Rob

I heard shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got good (check)
right over counter
Pointed gun at, tell her
I'm shooter, shooter, shooter

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

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

So many doubt I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a
I'm a play x-ray, helpin' see the fake
I'm just to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I spittin', pow

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

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

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

And to the radio stations, I'm tired o' patient
bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind dick takers
It's
You know how sick you make us
I want to up like chips in Vegas
But this is 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 life her eyes
He said "Bitch is get it" everybody gon' regret it
I'm your, shooter!

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

I try you what I am baby

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

Me won't surrender, me no

soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne call me lord
Hard, take like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, far, I'm some you never saw
I take you to the baby win lose or draw
And then they ask who 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, they me to surrender)
Mama, I dey, ey, me tink dey want me to surrenda'
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they me to surrender)

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