Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La

Memph Bleek always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie always smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
track smoke 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, 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 English ain't as modest as you
But come, get some, you bums
I take the cake from under the thumbs
I the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm son
Uhh, I show you how to do son
Young don't mess wit in Burberry patterns
Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden
(Un, uh)

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

To that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie always smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memph Bleek smoking that 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', go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

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

He's not a sane man, like reign man twitchin'
You can't rain 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 smoking la, la, la
Memph Bleek still that la, la, la
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle to fo' to
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, skip all the singin', let's go ride tonight,
(Come on now, uhh)

English, talk body language
I be all mamis like body painters
Pink necklace, strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself, you're sick
Don't confuse me wit marbury out this,
Run up on me at the light, you could lose your
must be smoking they la, la, la, la crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off

Back to the music, I ain't wit all
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 who like me, who like you
That's gay, I into likin' dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my for the future
I make the news again, my man'll shoot ya

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

Do you me to do it
watch me now, uhh