Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Beatz]
Y'all know his
Ayo Mac, let the beat
and gentlemen, C5 (ow), Wayne time (ow)
Yeah, yeah,
Zone, zone, zone, zone,
Let me see your shoulders
I mean, I don't know what y'all came to do, but uhh
If you ain't a lighter, what the you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

1: Lil Wayne]
What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's jokes
Then the sun die, the night is though
The diamonds still shine, get it hoe
What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, the ones go?
a shit show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let your show
Money over bitches, and above
That is still my favorite quote
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I sleep with the gun, then she snore
What the fuck yo? the love go?
the ski mask, for the muzzle
It's a blood bath, the Suds go?
It's a Swizz beat, down the go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I duffle full of hundos
Down the go, where's the uproar?

What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your like a buffalo
What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head a buffalo

2: Lil Wayne]
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff,
I come out the without a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I don't though
Yellow diamonds up close, catch a
At front door with a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, there" is how it won't go
This the jungle so have the
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
the fuck, bro? It's where I'm from, bro
We grew up fast, we rolled up
We throw up gang signs, she throw up
Dreadlock down like a bando
Put the green in the bag, a lawnmower
Hair pulled back like a cornrow
Extra clip in the like a console
to Bono, you listen to Don O
What the fuck bro? Where the go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
Just look up, bro, there the go
I see the shovel, but where the go? Hmm
To the
Only way he comin' back is his unborns
If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a lord
It's empty when I give it back, now where's the

What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head like a
the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I bluff, bro
at your head like a buffalo