Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

After the show it's the after then
After the party it's the lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably
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 Live Crew, I suppose you
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but approach us or
Bullets'll you like Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, twin Porsche's
Boxes with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya
Whoever come closest you've warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the is drawn
your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'

In the of the club with ma-ma
bottles of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go down
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the early (that's right)
Nigga high a muh'fuckin ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me 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

y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
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 named Tasha, in the 'burbs
Took the then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no sheriffs or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to tear club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm outta jizzail
I need 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 Kisha yellin' that up and down sizzle

While y'all gotta date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
man sayin' "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 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 rich for
I'm like Heaven, everybody get to me
How you make it to the gates and forget the
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than ecstasy

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

If you got cash money then you feel shit
And if you on them things then 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 to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you to feel this shit

Fiesta,