Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La

Memph Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Sigel always smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Neptunes track like la, la, la
(Hoo)
It's the ROC baby, sing our
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)

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

He padded the rap J F K
You wanna for my Jaqueline Onassis
hop ya ass out that S class
Lay in that maebach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged
Ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink
(Uhh)
Look, but don't touch, muthafucker twice
'Cuz the gat that I clutch got a red light
Need a

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, sing our
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, skip all the singin', lets go tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

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

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

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Memph Bleek smoking that la, la, la
Beanie Sigel, desert to fo' to five
It's the ROC baby, our lullaby
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?)
Hold up, skip all the singin', let's go ride tonight,
(Come on now, uhh)

Forget English, talk language
I be all mamis like body painters
Pink diamond necklace, wrist
Please excuse yourself, you're very
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, off that

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

As we, smoke la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memphis Bleek 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
Come me now, uhh