Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

After the show the after party then
the party it's the hotel lobby and
After the then it's probably Cris'
And the original it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, 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, racin' twin
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 way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be 'til six in the mornin'

In the back of the club ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris with
Put the bar on the tab for
hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga like a muh'fuckin ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me feel
My, my, my, my
what they all say when 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
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you 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 I moved it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we about to this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho'
to BOO like I'm fresh outta jizzail
I need WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs yellin' when the strippers on
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha from that up and down sizzle

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'

I put the big body up, come in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm for life
I'm Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you make it to the and forget the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that

Hey yo I through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new six-hundred the big rims on it
We rocks that'll light ya shoulders
Gotta lotta hot but the drops is colder (ah)
You see me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Cris' 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 feel this
And if you rollin' on them then you feel this shit
If you drunk off in the club then you feel this
If a motherfuckin' thug then you feel this shit
If you smokin' on some 'dro then you feel shit
And if you off that ecstasy you got's to this shit
If you on some Cris' you got's to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you got's to feel shit

Fiesta,