Luyện nghe bài hát La, La, La (Excuse Me Again)

Memph Bleek smoking that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always 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, hang wit me,
(Do you me to do it?)
up, skip all the singin', lets go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

I know my ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little
I take the cake from under the thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of for one
Then I move the like 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 Steve
(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
Ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink
(Uhh)
Look, but don't touch, muthafucker think
'Cuz the gat that I got a little red light
a light?

To that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Bleek always 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 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
Bags by Chanel, Louis Vuitton
All attracted to because they know dough
they see him, which be European
If you're a teen chances 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 could prescribe to subside his

not a sane man, more like reign man twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his
No Haitian voodoo, no headless
Can his sickness
(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 like a Houston Rocket

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Memph Bleek still smoking la, la, la
Sigel, desert eagle 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 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)

Forget English, talk language
I be all over like body painters
Pink diamond necklace, strawberry
Please excuse yourself, very sick
confuse me wit marbury out this, bitch
Run up on me at the light, you could lose life
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 number one
Public number two is my whole crew R O C
And I ain't concerned wit' who me, who like you
gay, I ain't into likin' dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my for the future
I never make the news again, my shoot ya

As we, that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memphis Bleek always smoking la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel, 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 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)

Do you me to do it
watch me now, uhh