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

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

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

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

I got my paper see, I ain't doin' for free
it's for the hood, it might cost you a small fee
Niggaz all in the street, whippin' the V
Clever from New York to Chicago to the D
it, take it back like when I was flippin' a key
Bonin' chicks, holdin' titties like was Pamela Lee
You know I mastered the art and got it to a tee
And it goin' add enough spice, we holdin' the recipe

Big paper we makin', all of my agree
Stack more and up a bottle of Hennessey
In case you niggaz even knowin' my pedigree
in resorts for the niggaz who go and ski
If you ain't know the streets is to me
I get my people from the hood and then take 'em all on a shoppin'
While you niggaz is busy coppin' the
We busy blowin' frontin' you ain't knowin' my stee'

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

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