Luyện nghe bài hát I'm In Love With A Chonga

Ey, ain't that them Girls right there?
Yo, they just like 'em!
Dayam!
Ey, mami, come here right quick, come here quick!
Nah, nah, nah, I think speak Spanish, dawg.
Oh, you right, dawg!
Ey, ben-aki! Ben-aki!
"Ben ac!"
Oh yeah! Ben ac! Ben ac!
Yo, are real, though, ma?
Let me to you right quick.

See, I met her on YouTube, at a with her best friend, ooh yeah.
I saw you, (I saw you, girl)
Jumpin' up in the car, doin' herr.
See, we met at the food court,
cheese out they teeth con un plastic fork.
Damn, they fine,
starin' at me from the corner eyes eyes(they eyes eyes)
We what we doin'
we walk, we jiggle our booties, yeah he he he he
And if you be my mesh,
you take me to la movies (la movies)

He in wit a chonga
He starin', he lookin', he
In know in his that he like me
She and she ghetto, she crazy,
But I don't care cuz my baby.
He said, "Mami, the digit?
Got a metro, I could waste my minutes,
Got patus,
Alright be tupac, and too.
So we ask them they job is,
That's when they us they are hustlers,
they hot chips, yeah, and quarter juice.
Can't forget the hot and snickers too (snickers too)

Sweat on his doo rag,
down from his neck to his hairy back, yeah
And we speak spanglish,
we just them go crazy(ay, papi!)
He in love wit a
This boy say he me so badly,
but my home girl be back B!)
no guesses, the sharpie,
The boys be cuz she fine!
See, she writes him notes in
but he read it cuz it look like chicken scratch.
But it nice(uh-huh)
Highlight it with the on the Is (girly Is)
Cllate!

I said, "Papi, I'm yo wifey!
or die con la mashie Nike's, yeah
I try to get fit,
but my says he like mi thick, yeah he he he he
And we get mad at them,
we be our chancletas (ay, pa la jeta!)
He in wit a chonga
Yeah, I you heard,
Her name is Eva Moweva Gonzalez Borales, uh, the third (Dayam!)
I wanna kiss her but I'm of this
cuz last time we kissed, I got sharpie on my

Aw, she came in, cuz you always buyin'
And the slippers, girl,
that's why your dang stink (WHAT?)
Mrs. Chonga, I'm really you,
and I'm to you like glue,
But hair is too!
Yes, and I just to make you dance,
I just on the fat that's hangin' off them pants

I seen her at the
Of course I knew her
She got a million-and-one pictures on her
But they all the same
They just got different
Three-hundred
they all say the same
"Chonga for life"
"Little wife"
"sellin' five pairs of jordans and they and white"
Shes sparklin so
jeans be so tight
that I can see her pancreas and she cant right

But I my chonga,
Yes I do,
So imma to her,
like her tattoo (It's not fake, boy!)