Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

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

In the back of the with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' hundreds up for for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go tonight
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the early (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 they see the frozen ice
say my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big things only I

While y'all gotta club date, I'm wit arenas
man sayin' "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 sheriffs or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we about to tear this up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that '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 when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from up and down sizzle

While y'all gotta club date, I'm wit arenas
man sayin' "Kelly have 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 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 forget the
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Floyd getchu 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 that'll light ya shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars but the is colder (ah)
You see me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Cris' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend cheese cause we love the
Mami roll more trees before it's to go

If you got cash money then you feel shit
And if you rollin' on things then you feel this 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 'dro then you feel this shit
And if you off that ecstasy you to feel this shit
If you on some Cris' you got's to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you to feel this shit

Fiesta,