Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

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

In the back of the club ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a ki-zite
Take three honies 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 they see them big things cause I

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

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

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

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

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

Hey yo I come stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new six-hundred the big rims on it
We rock that'll light ya shoulders
lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' like its H-2-O
All we do is cheese cause we love the dough
Mami more trees before it's time to go

If you got money then you feel this shit
And if you rollin' on them then you feel this shit
If you off in the club then you feel this shit
If you'se a motherfuckin' thug then you this shit
If you smokin' on some 'dro then you this shit
And if you off that you got's to feel this shit
If you sippin' on some Cris' you got's to this shit
And if you up and shit, you got's to feel this shit

Fiesta,