Luyện nghe bài hát Su Woo

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

You change like it's Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Draw McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's from Compton, baby,
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 perfect is to me
What's perfect as Hallie or a jab Ali
So capitalise the P cause perfect is
Black Street, the perfect 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 never give me the perfect PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I can't see, cause if I did I would SNOOP
Cut it in half and you will see that Philadelphia piece 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 slow em
Hang em from a telephone pole like my old
Red bandana for no
Put on and the NO bleedin', yeah

[Lil Wayne -
You better change like it's Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick McGraw
See I'm New Orleans, Louisiana
And from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, our grammar
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 you how bangers bang
Four five back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the
Leave so blood on the wall look 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 sold a milli, I'm
So it ain't a to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing paper
through the N.O.
Red Jacob frames
We disappear like David
And pop up at the game
playing the seeds with Paul ? in the B's
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a shot
I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the dread
My team run base, we the fucking Red Sox.

[Lil Wayne - x2]
You better change like Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick McGraw
See I'm from New Orleans,
And he's from Compton, baby,
We them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, our grammar
hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo