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 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 talk to you 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, look fine,
at me from the corner they eyes eyes(they eyes eyes)
We know what we
Everytime we walk, we 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 grill that he me
She and she ghetto, she crazy,
But I don't care cuz 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 them they job is,
when they told us they are hustlers,
they hot chips, yeah, and quarter juice.
forget the hot sausage and snickers too (snickers too)

Sweat on his doo rag,
Drippin' down from his neck to his back, yeah
And we speak spanglish,
we just make go crazy(ay, papi!)
He in wit a chonga
boy say he want me so badly,
but my home girl be back B!)
no guesses, the sharpie,
The be hatin' cuz she fine!
See, she him notes in class
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!
Ride or die con la 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 our chancletas (ay, pa la jeta!)
He in wit a chonga
Yeah, I you heard,
Her name is Eva Moweva Gonzalez Morales Borales, uh, the (Dayam!)
I wanna kiss her but I'm thinkin' of
cuz last time we kissed, I got sharpie on my

Aw, she came in, cuz you buyin' drinks
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 your is too!
Yes, and I just love to you dance,
I just hold on the fat that's off them pants

I her at the mall
Of I knew her face
She got a million-and-one pictures on her
But they all look the
They just got different
Three-hundred
they all say the thing
"Chonga for life"
"Little wife"
"sellin' pairs of jordans and they pink and white"
Shes so bright
Them jeans be so
that I can see her pancreas and she cant walk

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