Luyện nghe bài hát Excuse Me Miss Again (Remix)

WHOO!

Memph' Bleek always smokin that (HOO)
Beanie Sigel always smokin la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke la-la-la (HOO)
the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight

I know my English ain't as modest as you
But come, get some, you little
I take the from under the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of for one
Then I the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, show you how to do this son
Young don't with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, the best grass, I ask
Have you in your life
ever seen a watch by this much pink ice?
Look but don't touch, motherfucker think
the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a

To smoke la-la-la
Beanie Sigel smoking that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek always smoking that
It's the R.O.C. mami, our lullaby
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, hang with me,
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get tonight mami

We got full of Arm'i, mami's in Manolo
by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they know
When they see him, whips be
If you're a ten, chances with him
If you're a five, you know you ridin' them
Sick with the pen nigga, no in the world could fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his
He's not a man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his
No Haitian voodoo, no chickens can dead his sickness
No board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain't Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitch
And I'm the franchise a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!

Still smokin that
Memph' still smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, hang me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' get right tonight mami

[Verse Three: Kanye
She playin she when I'm name droppin
So I talk rap, she gon' change topics
But I got a B that's planned out, for when things don't pan out
tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brother
So you take the Destiny Child in the Coupe?
Then I'ma try bag the that got kicked out the group
I figured that'll be simple, I'll just 'em with their demo
Help 'em to the limo, play the upboard
And she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my
And she - my pants, felt the potential
And I - 'bout every essential
That fun breakin her fundamentals
Excuse me miss, the artist of the new
Has finally stopped drivin that Millenium
And got a of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney
and and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam

If she pass me, that la-la-la
Bleek always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty
It's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, hang me, basically
WHOA, skip all the let's get right tonight, mami