Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

After the show the after party then
After the party it's the lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably
And the original it's 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 chase you Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, racin' Porsche's
with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come you've been warned
But don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 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' hundreds up for grabs for
Cause it's about to go down
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the early (that's right)
high like a muh'fuckin ki-zite
Take three honies to make 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 gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

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 sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to tear this up
Don't worry expenses cause I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh outta
I some WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what thugs yellin' 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
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 up, come through in a Rover
Not only and Gotti, it's 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 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',
Plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new with the big rims on it
We rock rocks that'll light ya
lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' Cris' its H-2-O
All we do is spend cause we love the dough
roll more trees before it's time to go

If you got money 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 feel this
If you'se a motherfuckin' thug you feel this shit
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 got's to feel this
And if you throwin' up and shit, you to feel this shit

Fiesta,