Luyện nghe bài hát Habanero

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Ah

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a single that you say
Feel ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I say
You think you hot, lit, I'm Habanero

Nothing
Bussin' I'ma make no fucking bug, I'm crushing thy
be huffing and puffing 'cause I touching my pinnacle
Cussing my Midas flow, now they women is my genitals
They 'cause so many is the heat
I got the remedy all of my feel like Ignominious defeat
Knowin' it finna be like an infinite 'em have it
I wreck and I
A Tech and a Travis make the a savage
I them up and I sky-walked for nothing
But taking you higher levels I rocked percussion
I'm at the top of the lift, and I'm fly, chop
It's fried hot on my block and I'm not the
The eye lock is
the people see me they cry lots of lovin'
We high notched the
And my clock's-a-buzzing you done it
You die drop fo'

get too close 'cause I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My make you feel
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
it lit up and I'm still
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no and no chill
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far
Let me hear a word that you say
like ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I say
You you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

the wealthy and not the poors that've got not
So I'm the heat and I'm walking on agua
'Cause if I'm a penny pusher that be like
And never listen to see if you
So I'm stuck in the booth and I'm Farrell
I'm with every second destined like I'm an arrow
right at your chest if you f'in with my dinero
Get out!
Nobody touching the Tecca
If you feeling you can do better, then you a
I'm gonna live and givin' critics the middle
Bringing hella disaster, ain't no femur
Welcome to my planet, we and we can chop
Killers with the advantage, we to be the top
Competitors ain't no better we the head of the flop
We the Planet Rock, now I'm gonna make your credit drop
And it stops...

Can't get too close I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature you feel
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Keep it lit up and I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no brakes and no
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me you talking, I'm so far away
Let me a single word that you say
Feel like ya'll mad at my dinero
All I say
You you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero