Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

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

1: Lil Wayne]
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 like a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's enough
Then the sun die, the night is though
The still shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck though? Where the go?
Five, four, three, two, where the go?
It's a shit show, put you row
Talkin' shit, bro? Let tongue show
Money over bitches, and hoes
That is still my favorite love
Put the gun inside, the fuck for?
I sleep the gun, then she don't snore
What the fuck yo? the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
It's a blood bath, the Suds go?
It's a beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, the drugs go
If she sip lean, double cup
I gotta duffle of hundos
Down the go, where's the uproar?

What the 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
What the though? Where 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

[Verse 2: Lil
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff,
I come out the scuffle without a scuff,
Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff
diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke
At your front door a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, there" is how it won't go
This the jungle so the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, It's where I'm from, bro
We grew up fast, we up slow
We throw up gang signs, she up dope
hang down like a bando
Put the in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back like a
clip in the stash like a console
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the fuck bro? Where the go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
Just look up, bro, the stars 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
empty when I give it back, now where's the uproar?

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