Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the show it's the after party
After the it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's Cris'
And after the it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie the Midwest side
Game game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live Crew, I you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but approach us or
chase you like Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, twin Porsche's
with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest you've warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the weapons is
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
bottles 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 down
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga like a muh'fuckin 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 they see big things only cause I

While y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly you seen 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,

Switchin' in my Six, in the 'burbs
I met a broad named Tasha, in the
Took the then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to tear club up
worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh jizzail
I need 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 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 on the flo'

I put the big body up, through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and
Pop Cris if you like, my ice in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for
I'm like Heaven, wanna get to me
How you make it to the and forget the key?
I'm the one God chose so you through me
Floyd getchu 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 rocks light ya shoulders
lotta hot cars 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 before it's to go

If you got cash then you feel this shit
And if you rollin' on them then 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 then you feel this shit
And if you off that you got's to feel this shit
If you sippin' on some Cris' you got's to feel this
And if you up and shit, you got's to feel this shit

Fiesta,