Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the show the after party then
After the it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's Cris'
And after the original it's probably (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix the homie from the Midwest side
Game game, hoes 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 Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, twin Porsche's
Boxes with that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest you've warned
But niggas don't get the picture the weapons is drawn
Make way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

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

While gotta 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

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

lanes in my Six, in the 'burbs
I met a named Tasha, in the 'burbs
Took the then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses I got that sho' 'nough
to BOO like I'm fresh outta jizzail
I some WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs 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 "Kelly have you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her on the flo'

I put the big body up, come through in a
Not only and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm for life
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 through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than ecstasy

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

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

Fiesta,