Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the show it's the party then
After the party the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' it's probably Cris'
And after the original probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the Midwest
Game recognize game, do too
It's the new 2 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 pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever closest you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl on
And be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'

In the back of the with ma-ma
Poppin' of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a ki-zite
Take three honies just to me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's they all say when 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 have you 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,

lanes in my Six, in the 'burbs
I met a broad Tasha, in the 'burbs
Took the hood then I moved it, to the
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to this club up
worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh jizzail
I need some WOO from all the on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs yellin' when the strippers on
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from that up and down

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

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

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

If you got cash then you feel 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 smokin' on some 'dro you feel this shit
And if you off that ecstasy you got's to feel shit
If you sippin' on some Cris' you to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you got's to feel shit

Fiesta,