Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

[Lil
my gang affil,
But you're on a rod in the danger field
Weezy Baby, how do the feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to
Hahaha, Old ass nigga,
and Fitch ass nigga,
I talk rich shit I'm a rich ass nigga,
I hope you in the zone I pitch fast nigga,
Ha, I smoke bitch,
My comes faster than the roadrunner bitch
I keep it on the side just in case you might
9 Four 5 just in case you like numbers
Haha, bitch we might jump ya
2 Step all in yo face, we Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the side
East until I die

You better change like it's Gras,
And we guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, our grammar
Lemme you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

Game]
Young
And that's perfect cause is to me
What's as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So capitalise the P cause perfect is
Black Wall Street, the family, The Cosby
All I need is a bitch
How's B, I passed the baton on
I'm sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the PIRU
Brooklyn I can't see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia on my head
Like a low Ceaser, it to the hood and get me street cred like Four Visa's
niggas fucking with Weezy, I will leak em
Hang em a telephone pole like my old sneakers
Red bandana for no
Put on and the NO bleedin', yeah

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

[The
stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's
I'll show you how bang
five cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall like the fucking painters came
wrong ain't it man
I niggas I ain't a Game
All black gold chain, like the saint is playin'
He a milli, I'm vanilli
So it ain't a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar
We throwing paper
Riding the N.O.
Red Jacob frames
We like David Blaine
And pop up at the game
They playing the seeds Paul ? in the B's
That make the ref affiliated, he hit a three
Ken Griffy all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan a head shot
I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the dread
My whole team run base, we the Red Sox.

[Lil - Chorus x2]
You better change like it's Gras,
And we pull guns Quick Draw McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And he's from Compton, baby,
We carry them caskets, we tote hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our
Lemme you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo