Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La

Memph Bleek always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Neptunes smoke like la, la, la
(Hoo)
the ROC baby, sing our lullaby
on

Excuse me miss, I'm the
(Do you me to do it?)
You come, hang wit me, basically
(Do you me to do it?)
Hold up, all the singin', lets go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

I know my English ain't as as you like
But come, get some, you bums
I take the from under the baker's thumbs
I the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight I'm Oprah's son
Uhh, I you how to do this son
Young mess wit chicks in Burberry patterns
Fake Manolo boots straight from Madden
(Un, uh)

He padded the rap J F K
You wanna pass for my Onassis
Then hop ya ass out that S
Lay back in that maebach, the best grass, I ask
Have you in long-legged life
Ever seen a surrounded by this much pink ice?
(Uhh)
Look, but touch, muthafucker think twice
'Cuz the gat that I got a little red light
a light?

To smoke la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memph Bleek always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
It's the ROC mami, our lullaby
on

Excuse me miss, I'm the
(Do you me to do it?)
You should come, wit me, basically
(Do you me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin', go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

We got brothers full of Arme, mamis in
by Chanel, Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' they know dough
When they see him, be European
If a teen chances you're wit him
(Ten)
If a five you know you ridin' wit them
Sick wit the pen nigga, no position in the could fix him
No prescription you prescribe to subside his affliction

not a sane man, more like reign man twitchin'
You rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless
Can dead his
(Whoo)
No Ouija board, you can't see me dog, you CB4
ain't Chris Rock, bitch, it's the ROC bitch
And I'm the like a Houston Rocket

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Memph Bleek smoking that la, la, la
Beanie Sigel, desert to fo' to five
the ROC baby, sing our lullaby
on

Excuse me miss, I'm the
(Do you me to do it?)
You come, hang wit me, basically
(Do you me to do it?)
up, skip all the singin', let's go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Forget English, talk language
I be all over like body painters
Pink diamond necklace, wrist
excuse yourself, you're very sick
Don't confuse me wit out this, bitch
Run up on me at the light, you could lose your
Muh'fuckas must be smoking la, la, la, la crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off

to the music, I ain't wit all that
Plus the feds my music I get all that
I'm the public number one
Public industry number two is my whole R O C
And I ain't wit' who like me, who like you
That's gay, I ain't likin' dudes no way
But get a pen, I can you pricks my plans for the future
I never make the again, my man'll shoot ya

As we, that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memphis always smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Sigel, desert eagle to fo' to five
(Hoo)
It's the ROC bitch, sing our
on

Excuse me miss, I'm the
(Do you me to do it?)
You should come, hang wit me,
(Do you me to do it?)
up, skip all the singin', let's go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Do you me to do it
watch me now, uhh