Luyện nghe bài hát Habanero

Your journey from Earth to Pyune has been successful
When this aircraft
ASpeedom-mobile be assigned to you
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 word that you say
Feel like ya'll mad at my dinero
All I say
You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm

identical
Bussin' I'ma make no bug, I'm crushing thy tentacles
Suckas be and puffing 'cause I touching my pinnacle
my Midas flow, now they women is sucking my genitals
They flip so many is the heat
I got the all of my enemies feel like Ignominious defeat
Knowin' it finna be like an infinite lettin' 'em it
I wreck and I
A Tech and a Travis make the a savage
I popped up and I sky-walked for nothing
But taking you higher levels when I rocked
I'm at the top of the lift, and I'm fly, discussion
It's fried hot on my and I'm not the cousin
The eye lock is
Whenever the people see me they cry lots of
We notched the oven
And my clock's-a-buzzing you done it
You die drop fo'

Can't get too close I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature 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 you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a word that you say
Feel like just mad at my dinero
All I say
You you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

LAJFA the wealthy and not the that've got not
So I'm bringing the heat and I'm walking on
if I'm a penny pusher that be like blah-blah
And never to see if you habanero
So I'm stuck in the booth and I'm Farrell
I'm sweating with every destined like I'm an arrow
Aiming at your chest if you f'in with my dinero
Get out!
Nobody touching the Nina
If you you can do better, then you a dreamer
I'm live and givin' critics the middle finger
Bringing hella disaster, ain't nobody no
to my planet, we damage and we can chop
Killers the advantage, we manage to be the top
Competitors ain't no better 'cause we the of the flop
We made the Planet Rock, now I'm gonna your credit drop
And it stops...

Can't get too close 'cause I'm
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 and no chill
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

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