Luyện nghe bài hát Albert Pujols

[Intro: Ross]
is my position, I got the ammunition
All Wale talkin is

(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of some b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses like them
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Pujols
(Wale)
Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new mothefucking two door
This shit ain't nothing new
I'm tryna that out the park, Albert Pujols

[Verse 1:
a million with the pen
Make my women follow dreams, pussy poppin follow
Bitches on my stats, women get too attached
Fuck what them saying I hit whoever at bat
rock it Atlanta Bravest know that I'm awesome
Bet I be like Fenway out in Boston, my green is a
We speak to informants, they just look for a way out
They just hating on the game, just way too Canseco
thank my crew, my label, everything I do they a o-
K with, who the fuck gon' say
Shit grand like a mothefucking base
Three strikes put a K up
Double M now we up
Three strikes a mothefucking C.C
You wife shit, we G'd her
Huh, we G'd up, G'd up
Up in my new two
Out the park, gon Pujols

(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of Latin b!tches
Talking with them asses like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come for papi chulo
Let me it out the park, I'm talking Albert Pujols
(Wale)
Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new motherfucking two door
This shit nothing new though
I'm knock that out the park, Albert Pujols

2: Fabolous]
Feel I seen it all, but I can't say so
Be a snitch! No way, Jose
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches though
We got stripes in my city, none of my niggas Yankees though
It's going in history, the way I valet two doors
She blew a kiss at me, I told her dale
Listen b, just give my Kudos
And my consistency, I call that Pujols
out to St. Louey, swag champ I got the belt
Big H if it Louie, cuffing you bitch is not gon' help
asking me what I wear, I think YSL is how its spell
And I might just let you it if you don't go tell 'em how It felt
nigga, that's just how I'm built
From turning into cream, powdered milk
To rich off a dream, I throw it in a bag
This the anthem, I float it to a flat

(Rick Ross)
In the of some Latin b!tches
Talking with them asses like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come for papi chulo
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two up in my new mothef-cking two door
This ain't nothing new though
I'm knock that out the park, Albert Pujols