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

Ey, ain't that them Chongalicious Girls right
Yo, look just like 'em!
Dayam!
Ey, mami, come here right quick, here right 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, your herr.
See, we met at the food court,
Pickin' cheese out teeth con un plastic fork.
Damn, look fine,
starin' at me from the corner eyes eyes(they eyes eyes)
We know we doin'
Everytime we walk, we our booties, yeah 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 don't cuz that's my baby.
He said, "Mami, what's the
Got a metro, I could waste my minutes,
Got patus,
be tupac, and biggie 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 sausage and too (snickers too)

stains on his doo rag,
Drippin' down from his to his hairy back, yeah
And when we spanglish,
we just make go crazy(ay, papi!)
He in wit a chonga
boy say he want 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)
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 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 wit a chonga
Yeah, I you heard,
Her name is Eva Moweva Morales Borales, uh, the third (Dayam!)
I wanna kiss her but I'm of this
cuz last time we kissed, I got on my lips

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

I seen her at the
Of I knew her face
She got a pictures on her MySpace
But all look the same
They just got different
Three-hundred
they all say the same
"Chonga for life"
"Little wife"
"sellin' five of jordans and they pink and white"
sparklin so bright
Them be so tight
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!)