Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

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

In the back of the club with
Poppin' bottles of Cris 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 drinkin' the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high a muh'fuckin ki-zite
Take honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what all say when they see the frozen ice
say my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big 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' 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 named Tasha, in the 'burbs
Took the hood then I moved it, to the
Now no more or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to this club up
Don't worry 'bout cause I got that sho' '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 yellin' from 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' off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

I put the big body up, come through in a
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 Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you it to the gates and forget the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed me
Gotti Floyd higher 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 ya shoulders
lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinkin' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend cheese cause we the dough
Mami more trees before it's time to go

If you got money then you feel this shit
And if you rollin' on them things then you feel this
If you drunk off in the then you feel this shit
If a motherfuckin' thug then you feel this shit
If you smokin' on '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 throwin' up and shit, you to feel this shit

Fiesta,