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

Memph Bleek always that la, la, la
(Hoo)
Beanie Sigel 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 my English ain't as modest as you like
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 I'm Oprah's son
Uhh, I you how to do this son
Young don't mess wit in Burberry patterns
Fake Manolo boots from Steve 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
Ever seen a surrounded by this much pink ice?
(Uhh)
Look, but don't touch, muthafucker think
'Cuz the gat that I clutch got a 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)
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', lets go tonight, mami
(Come on now, uhh)

We got brothers of Arme, mamis in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, Louis logos
All to Hov' because they know dough
When they see him, which be
If you're a teen chances wit him
(Ten)
If you're a five you know you ridin' wit
Sick wit the pen nigga, no position in the world fix him
No prescription you prescribe to subside his affliction

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

(Yao Ming)

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

Forget English, talk body
I be all over mamis like body
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 lose your life
Muh'fuckas be smoking they la, la, la, la crack
.45 gun smoke, off that

Back to the music, I wit all that
the feds tappin' my music I get all that
I'm the public number one
Public industry two is my whole crew R O C
And I ain't concerned who like me, who like 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 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 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