Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

After the show it's the after then
After the party the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably
And after the original it's this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the side
recognize 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 mimosas
Catch us both coasts, twin Porsche's
Boxes with glocks pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the is drawn
Make your way backstage, girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

In the back of the with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' hundreds up for grabs for
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high a muh'fuckin ki-zite
three honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what they all say when they see the 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 "Kelly have 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' lanes in my Six, in the
I met a broad named Tasha, in the
Took the hood then I moved it, to the
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to tear this up
worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO I'm fresh outta jizzail
I some WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's them thugs yellin' when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from up and down sizzle

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

I put the big up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, 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 Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you it to the gates 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' blunted in the new six-hundred with the big on it
We rock rocks that'll light ya
Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' like 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 cash money then you this shit
And if you rollin' on them things then you feel shit
If you off in the club then you feel this shit
If you'se a motherfuckin' thug then you this shit
If you smokin' on some 'dro then you feel shit
And if you off that ecstasy you to feel this shit
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,