Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

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

[Verse 1: Lil
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
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a tough guy, that's enough
Then the sun die, the is young though
The diamonds still shine, get it hoe
What the fuck though? 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 my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, what the for?
I sleep with the gun, then she don't
the fuck yo? Where the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
It's a blood bath, the Suds go?
It's a Swizz beat, the drums go
If iffy, down the drugs go
If she sip lean, cup toast
I gotta duffle full of
Down the go, where's 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
at your head like a buffalo
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 head like a buffalo

2: Lil Wayne]
Get the though, I don't bluff, bro'
I come out the scuffle without a scuff,
Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff
Yellow diamonds up close, catch a
At your front door a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, there" is how it won't go
the jungle 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 up gang signs, she throw up dope
hang down like a bando
Put the in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash like a
Listenin' to Bono, you to Don O
What the bro? Where the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
Just up, bro, there the stars go
I see the shovel, but where the go? Hmm
To the
way he comin' back is through 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 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 like a
What the fuck 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