Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La

Memph Bleek smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always smoking 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 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)

I know my English ain't as modest as you
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 show you how to do son
don't 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 Jaqueline
Then hop ya ass out that S
Lay back in that maebach, roll the grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged
seen a watch 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 always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memph always smoking that 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 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 of Arme, mamis in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, Vuitton 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 five you know you ridin' wit
wit the pen nigga, no position in the world could fix him
No prescription you could prescribe to his affliction

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

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Memph Bleek still smoking la, la, la
Beanie Sigel, desert 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 should come, hang wit me,
(Do you me to do it?)
Hold up, all the singin', let's go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

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

Back to the music, I wit all that
Plus the feds my music I get all that
I'm the public industry 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 likin' dudes no way
But get a pen, I can you pricks my plans for the future
I never the news again, my man'll shoot ya

As we, smoke la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memphis Bleek smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel, desert 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 come, hang wit me, basically
(Do you me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin', let's go tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Do you me to do it
Come me now, uhh