Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

After the show it's the party then
After the party it's the lobby and
After the then it's probably Cris'
And after the original probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the Midwest
Game game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live Crew, I you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but approach us or
Bullets'll chase you like Moet
Catch us both coasts, racin' Porsche's
Boxes with that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
come closest you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the weapons is
Make your way backstage, girl it's on
And we'll be '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 about to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' the early liz-ight (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 they all say when 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
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 Tasha, in the 'burbs
the hood then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we to tear this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that 'nough
Ready to BOO I'm fresh outta jizzail
I need some WOO 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 sayin' "Kelly you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her on the flo'

I put the big up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, Boo and Hova
Pop if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm for life
I'm Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you it to the gates and forget the key?
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy

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

If you got cash money then you feel this
And if you on them things then you feel this shit
If you drunk off in the club you feel this shit
If you'se a motherfuckin' thug then you feel shit
If you on some 'dro 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 up and shit, you got's to feel this shit

Fiesta,