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

Memph Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie always 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 tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

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

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

To smoke la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel always 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, all the singin', lets go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

We got brothers of Arme, mamis in Manolo
by Chanel, Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to because they know dough
When they see him, be European
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 in the world could fix him
No prescription you could prescribe to his affliction

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

(Yao Ming)

Still that la, la, la
Memph Bleek still that la, la, la
Sigel, desert 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, all the singin', let's go ride tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

Forget English, body language
I be all over like body painters
diamond necklace, strawberry 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 life
Muh'fuckas must be they la, la, la, la crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off

to the music, I ain't wit all that
Plus the feds my music I get all that
I'm the industry number one
Public 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 dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you my plans for the future
I never the news again, my man'll shoot ya

As we, that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Memphis Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel, eagle 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', let's go ride tonight,
(Come on now, uhh)

Do you me to do it
watch me now, uhh