Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the show the after party then
After the party it's the lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably
And after the original it's probably (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the Midwest
Game game, hoes 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 Moet
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 the weapons is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl on
And we'll be 'til six in the mornin'

In the back of the club with
Poppin' bottles of 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 ki-zite
Take honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what all say when they see the frozen ice
say my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big things only I

While y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit
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,

Switchin' lanes in my Six, in the
I met a broad named Tasha, in the
the hood then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to tear this up
Don't worry 'bout expenses I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh jizzail
I need some WOO 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 from that up and down sizzle

While y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit
Gotcha man "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 body up, come through in a
Not only Kelly and Gotti, Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the
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 getchu higher than 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 ya shoulders
Gotta 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 cheese cause we the dough
Mami roll more trees it's time to go

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

Fiesta,