Luyện nghe bài hát Uproar

[Intro: Beatz]
know his name
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 know what y'all came here to do, but uhh
If you a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

[Verse 1: Lil
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 head like a buffalo
You a roughneck, I'm a
You're a guy, that's enough jokes
Then the sun die, the night is though
The diamonds shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the go?
a shit show, put you front row
Talkin' shit, Let your tongue show
Money bitches, and above hoes
That is still my love quote
Put the gun inside, the fuck for?
I with the gun, then she don't snore
What the fuck yo? the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the
It's a bath, where the Suds go?
a Swizz beat, down the drums go
If she's iffy, down the go
If she sip lean, cup toast
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
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 like a buffalo

2: Lil Wayne]
Get the fuck though, I bluff, bro'
I come out the without a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I huff though
Yellow up close, catch a sunstroke
At your door with a gun stowed
"Knock-knock, who's there" is how it go
This the so have the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, bro? 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 like a cornrow
Extra clip in the like a console
to Bono, you listen to Don O
What the fuck bro? the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my gross
look up, bro, there the stars go
I see the shovel, but the drugs go? Hmm
To the
Only way he comin' is through his unborns
If you see in my bag, think I'm a drug lord
empty when I give it back, now 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 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 like a