Luyện nghe bài hát Excuse Me Miss Again (Remix)

WHOO!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If she pass me, smoke that
Memphis Bleek always that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the five
the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C'mon!

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