Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Swizz
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 shoulders work
I mean, I know what y'all came here 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 though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head like a
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's jokes
Then the sun die, the night is young
The diamonds shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, the ones go?
It's a shit show, put you row
Talkin' shit, Let your tongue show
Money bitches, and above hoes
is still my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, what the fuck
I sleep the gun, then she don't snore
What the yo? Where the love go?
the ski mask, for the muzzle
It's a bath, where the Suds go?
It's a beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, the drugs go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I gotta full of hundos
the love go, where's the uproar?

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

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

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