Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

[Lil
my gang affil,
But you're stepping on a rod in the danger
Baby, how do the Manger feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to
Hahaha, Old ass nigga,
Abercrombie and ass nigga,
I talk rich because I'm a rich ass nigga,
I hope you in the because I pitch fast nigga,
Ha, I something bitch,
My money comes faster than the roadrunner
I keep it on the side just in you might wonder
Tech 9 Four 5 in case you like numbers
Haha, bitch 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 Quick Draw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And he's Compton, baby, bandana
We them 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 that's perfect cause is to me
What's as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause is Godly
Black Wall Street, the family, The Cosby
All I need is a bitch
B, I passed the baton on Solange
I'm sure like Al B but a boujy B would never me the perfect PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see this Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Visa's
niggas with Weezy, I will slow leak em
Hang em from a telephone pole my old sneakers
Red bandana for no
Put on and the NO bleedin', yeah

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

Game]
Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a full of orangurtan's
I'll show you how bangers
Four five back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall like the fucking painters came
Dead ain't it man
I told I ain't a Game
All black gold chain, 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 planes
through the N.O.
Red Jacob frames
We like David Blaine
And pop up at the game
They playing the seeds with ? in the B's
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a
Ken Griffy all his fans, taking 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 like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
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