Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La

Memph Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Neptunes track like la, la, la
(Hoo)
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', lets go ride tonight,
(Come on now, uhh)

I know my English ain't as as you like
But come, get some, you bums
I take the cake from under the baker's
I bake the cake, get two of for one
Then I move the weight like I'm son
Uhh, I you how to do this son
Young don't mess wit chicks in patterns
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 life
Ever seen a surrounded by this much pink ice?
(Uhh)
Look, but don't touch, muthafucker think
the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a

To smoke la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memph Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
the ROC mami, sing 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?)
up, skip all the singin', lets go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

We got full of Arme, mamis in Manolo
by Chanel, Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they dough
When see him, which be European
If you're a chances you're wit him
(Ten)
If you're a 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 can't rain dance on his
No voodoo, no headless chickens
Can dead his
(Whoo)
No Ouija board, you see me dog, nigga you CB4
This ain't Chris Rock, bitch, the ROC bitch
And I'm the franchise like a Rocket

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Bleek still smoking that la, la, la
Beanie Sigel, eagle to fo' to five
It's the ROC baby, 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', go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Forget English, talk body
I be all over mamis like body
Pink diamond necklace, strawberry
Please excuse yourself, 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 they la, la, la, la crack
.45 gun smoke, off that

Back to the music, I wit all that
Plus the feds tappin' my music I get all
I'm the public industry one
Public industry two is my whole crew R O C
And I concerned wit' who like me, who like you
gay, I ain't into likin' dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my plans for the
I make the news again, my man'll shoot ya

As we, that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Bleek always smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle to fo' to
(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?)
Hold up, skip all the singin', go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Do you me to do it
Come me now, uhh