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

Ey, ain't them Chongalicious Girls right there?
Yo, they look just 'em!
Dayam!
Ey, mami, here right 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)
Jumpin' up in the car, your herr.
See, we met at the food court,
Pickin' cheese out teeth con un plastic fork.
Damn, they fine,
at me from the corner they eyes 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 know in his grill 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,
be tupac, and biggie too.
So we ask what they job is,
That's when they us they are hustlers,
sell hot chips, yeah, and quarter juice.
Can't forget the hot sausage and too (snickers too)

stains on his doo rag,
Drippin' down from his neck to his hairy back,
And when we spanglish,
we just make go crazy(ay, papi!)
He in wit a chonga
This boy say he me so badly,
but my girl be hatin'get back B!)
no guesses, the sharpie,
The be hatin' cuz she fine!
See, she writes him notes in
but he can't it cuz it look like chicken scratch.
But it nice(uh-huh)
it with the hearts on the Is (girly Is)
Cllate!

I said, "Papi, I'm yo wifey!
Ride or die con la mashie Nike's,
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 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 her but I'm thinkin' of this
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 your 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 hangin' off them

I seen her at the
Of I knew her face
She got a million-and-one on her MySpace
But all look the same
They just got names
Three-hundred
they all say the thing
"Chonga for life"
"Little wife"
"sellin' five of jordans and they pink and white"
sparklin so bright
Them jeans be so
that I can see her and she cant walk right

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