Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

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

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

While y'all gotta club date, I'm 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 hood I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to tear this up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho'
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh jizzail
I need some WOO all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs yellin' the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha from that up and down sizzle

While y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit
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 body up, come 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 Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for
I'm Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you make it to the gates and forget the
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 with the big rims on it
We rocks that'll light ya shoulders
Gotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend cheese cause we the dough
Mami roll more trees before time to go

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

Fiesta,