Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the it's the after party then
After the it's the hotel lobby and
the Belve' then it's probably Cris'
And the original it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, do too
the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but approach us or
Bullets'll chase you like mimosas
us both coasts, racin' twin Porsche's
Boxes with glocks that'll pop ya to ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest you've been
But don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
Make your way backstage, girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the

In the back of the club ma-ma
bottles of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go tonight
I'm a be 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a muh'fuckin
Take honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what they all say they see the frozen ice
say my, my, my, my
Anytime see them big things only cause I

While y'all gotta date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her on the flo'

Fiesta, fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,

Switchin' in my Six, in the 'burbs
I met a named Tasha, in the 'burbs
Took the hood then I it, to the 'burbs
Now no sheriffs or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh outta
I need some WOO all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them yellin' when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from that up and sizzle

While y'all gotta club date, I'm wit arenas
man sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her knees on the

I put the big up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and
Pop if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm for life
I'm like Heaven, wanna get to me
How you make it to the gates and the key?
I'm the one God chose so you through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher that ecstasy

Hey yo I come stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new with the big rims on it
We rock rocks that'll light ya
Gotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinkin' Cris' its H-2-O
All we do is spend cheese we love the dough
Mami roll trees before it's time to go

If you got cash money then you this shit
And if you rollin' on things then you feel this shit
If you drunk off in the club then you feel shit
If you'se a motherfuckin' thug then you feel this
If you on some 'dro then you feel this shit
And if you off ecstasy you got's to feel this shit
If you sippin' on some Cris' you got's to this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you got's to feel this

Fiesta,