Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

After the show it's the party then
After the it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's Cris'
And after the original it's this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, do too
It's the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't us or
Bullets'll you like Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, twin Porsche's
with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the is drawn
your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

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

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'

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 hood then I it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we to tear this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh outta
I need some WOO from all the on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs yellin' when the on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from that up and sizzle

While y'all gotta club date, I'm wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

I put the big body up, come through in a
Not only and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice in the light
I'm wit right, so I'm rich for life
I'm Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you make it to the gates and the key?
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd higher than that ecstasy

Hey yo I come stunnin',
I'm gettin' blunted in the new six-hundred with the big rims on it
We rocks that'll light ya shoulders
Gotta lotta hot but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend cheese cause we love the
Mami roll more trees before it's to go

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

Fiesta,