Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

After the show it's the after then
the party it's the hotel 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
recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't us or
Bullets'll chase you Moet mimosas
us both coasts, racin' twin Porsche's
Boxes glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
come closest you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the is drawn
Make way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

In the back of the club with
bottles of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause about to go down tonight
I'm a be 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga like a muh'fuckin ki-zite
three honies just 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 they see big things only cause I

While gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you 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
the hood then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we to tear this club up
worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh outta
I need WOO from all the honey's 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 yellin' from that up and down sizzle

While y'all 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'

I put the big body up, come through in a
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 like Heaven, wanna get to me
How you make it to the and forget the key?
I'm the one God chose so you through me
Gotti Floyd getchu than that ecstasy

Hey yo I through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin' in the new six-hundred with the big rims on it
We rock rocks light ya shoulders
lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Cris' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend cause we love the dough
Mami roll more before it's time to go

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

Fiesta,