Luyện nghe bài hát Habanero

Your journey Earth to Planet Pyune has been successful
When this aircraft
ASpeedom-mobile will be 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 hear you talking, I'm so far
Let me a single word that you say
Feel like just mad at my dinero
All I say
You think you hot, lit, I'm Habanero

Nothing
Bussin' I'ma no fucking bug, I'm crushing thy tentacles
Suckas be and puffing 'cause I touching my pinnacle
Cussing my Midas flow, now they women is my genitals
They flip 'cause so many is the
I got the remedy all of my enemies feel like defeat
Knowin' it be like an infinite lettin' 'em have it
I and I ravage
A Tech and a make the record a savage
I popped them up and I for nothing
But taking you higher levels when I 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 is sudden
Whenever the people see me cry lots of lovin'
We notched the oven
And my clock's-a-buzzing when you it
You die drop fo'

Can't get too close 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 single that you say
Feel 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 bringing the and I'm walking on agua
'Cause if I'm a pusher that be like blah-blah
And listen to see if you habanero
So I'm stuck in the booth and I'm Farrell
I'm with every second destined like I'm an arrow
Aiming right at your chest if you f'in my dinero
Get out!
Nobody touching the Tecca
If you feeling you can do better, you a dreamer
I'm live and givin' critics the middle finger
Bringing disaster, ain't nobody no femur
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 the Planet Rock, now I'm gonna make your credit drop
And it stops...

Can't get too close 'cause I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My make 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 hear you talking, I'm so far
Let me hear a single word you say
Feel ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I say
You think you hot, lit, I'm Habanero