Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Ladies

C'mon, yea
Snap fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea
C'mon, yea, it

I said, "My solo jump off, been boomin' nine-six"
My solo off, been boomin' since nine-six
Hittin' trippin' the breaker, flickin' the light switch
The kid like is he known for givin' you wild
I keep my name on the way on top of the now
on every level, droppin' the now shit
It's like the feelin' after watchin' a couple of old
And once you hear the kid, be knowin' the sound sick

Spaz in the club, watchin' the crowd
That's when I knew the was up for whoever the crown fit
while I go bag me a fine bitch
Bitch watchin' my pocket, seein' we rich
hopin' we smellin' nothin' like foul fish
While you ass at the Devil, claimin' you righteous
A lot of haters I'm knowin' you this
While you unnecessarily, sippin' on wild Crist'

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, neck and your back
When you step up in the club I you know how to act
Hey soldiers, get your on
Va-let in the lot, the Yukon
Shorty shakin' her waist, and rippin' her
Now all my people are and singin' the song, I'm sayin'

Shit boomin' in two-thousand and three
My shit boomin' in two-thousand and three
And we don't a fuck about who you claimin' to be
My blind bitches where they ain't able to see
These try to talk just a little much to a G
say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree
Clear my thoughts a little, pass me a cup of tea
Takin' different constant boats, from the to the sea

I got my paper see, I doin' nuttin' for free
Unless it's for the hood, it might cost you a fee
all in the street, whylin' whippin' the V
Clever from New York to back to the D
Check it, take it like when I was flippin' a key
chicks, holdin' titties like they was Pamela Lee
You I mastered the art and got it down to a tee
And keep it add enough spice, we holdin' the recipe

Big paper we makin', all of my crew
Stack and bust up a bottle of Hennessey
In case you niggaz even knowin' my pedigree
Invested in for the niggaz who go and ski
If you ain't know the is belongin' to me
I get my people from the hood and then 'em all on a spree shoppin'
you niggaz is busy coppin' the pleas
We busy blowin' frontin' like you ain't knowin' my

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your
you step up in the club I know you know how to act
Hey soldiers, get floss on
Va-let in the lot, park the
Shorty shakin' her waist, and her thong
Now all my people are muggin' and singin' the song, I'm

Yea, yo' fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea