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

Ey, that them Chongalicious Girls right there?
Yo, they just like 'em!
Dayam!
Ey, mami, come here quick, come here right quick!
Nah, nah, nah, I they 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 video with her friend, ooh yeah.
I saw you, (I saw you, girl)
up in the car, doin' your herr.
See, we met them at the court,
Pickin' cheese out they con un plastic fork.
Damn, they fine,
starin' at me from the corner they eyes(they eyes eyes)
We what we doin'
Everytime we walk, we jiggle our booties, he he he he
And if you be my mesh,
you gotta me to la movies (la movies)

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

Sweat on his doo rag,
Drippin' down from his neck to his hairy back,
And when we spanglish,
we just them go crazy(ay, papi!)
He in wit a chonga
boy say he want me so badly,
but my home girl be hatin'get 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 the hearts 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 papi says he mi thick, yeah he he he he
And we get mad at them,
we be throwin' our (ay, pa la jeta!)
He in love wit a
Yeah, I you heard,
Her name is Eva Moweva Morales Borales, uh, the third (Dayam!)
I wanna kiss her but I'm thinkin' of
cuz last we kissed, I got sharpie on my lips

Aw, she came in, cuz you buyin' drinks
And the slippers, girl,
that's why dang feet stink (WHAT?)
Mrs. Chonga, I'm into you,
and I'm stuck to you glue,
But hair is too!
Yes, and I just love to you dance,
I just hold on the fat that's off them pants

I seen her at the
Of course I her face
She got a pictures on her MySpace
But they all look the
just got different names
Three-hundred
they all say the thing
"Chonga for life"
"Little wife"
"sellin' five of jordans and they pink 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 fake (It's not fake, boy!)