Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

After the it's the after party then
the party it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably
And after the original it's probably (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the 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, racin' twin
with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest you've warned
But don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be 'til six in the mornin'

In the of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' hundreds up for for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a muh'fuckin
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 they see 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' high off the 'dro, got her 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 then I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to tear club up
Don't 'bout expenses cause 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)
what them thugs yellin' when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from 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' off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

I put the big up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and
Pop if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit right, so I'm rich for life
I'm like Heaven, 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 getchu higher than that ecstasy

Hey yo I come stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new six-hundred with the big on it
We rock that'll light ya shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars but the 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
Mami roll more trees it's time to go

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

Fiesta,