Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

Uh, c'mon, uh,
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I you famous

The kid been makin' mami's, yell "papacita"
Kangols and shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's look like they'll pop beaters
And the hips won't fit in the two-seater
But ma' I the type to love ya
I'm a triflin', good for nothin', a brother
This cute face'll your wife smile
And I check in two bags and one's just a suitcase of lifestyles

And we both out playa
is you a sweet subsitute, I'm a Penthouse playa
Y'all my rings borders
full of queen and king's daughters, as clean as spring water
'F's for freakin', A's
(Yeah)
'B's for bottles pop all night
(Uh huh)
'O's for the that I got
(Say what)
That we blow everday, know why, why not

now you probably like me, but
Later on you love me and
now you probably want me, but
Later on you gonna need me,

now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna me
(What)
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep my thing

the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that bend dimes, too
The five one, sittin' on ten times two
when I'm through
I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if friend rhyme, too
so funny how I suit the women
They know I'm still spendin money from "Superwoman"
They like, "Where'd he get twenties?"
And "I didn't know that's a color that the coupe come in
man"

All I say to the is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin' my kids, as well have no nephews and nieces
I you wanna sip Proof
And try to make me crack a
Just so you can see my chipped
I'm get you, in and out of my room
to get, in and out of your womb
And the rocks in mine glare, like Times Square
Excuse me miss, you want me to sign

now you probably like me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you want me, but
Later on you gonna me, yo

now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me,
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a doin' my thing

Fab's to be found
But most likely I'm with a foreign dame who name's to pronounce
I out, gettin' hard by the ounce
No more cash in stashes, cards in accounts
The way I make 'em nod to the
Somebody call and tell her ship larger amounts
This playa 'em scream a scheme
My closest look like I keep gettin' traded from team to

Look sleezy, difficult but me
And Tim the only ones that make look easy
Tell me how I'm gonna make my cleaner
With bitches suckin' me up like cleaners
Even chickens wanna outside
(Yo' Fab, it must be the outside)
And can't stop eyein'
And when I said my rims was nineteens, she said, "Stop lyin'!"

Right now you probably me, but
on you gonna love me and
Right now you probably me, but
on you gonna need me, yeah

Right now you like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me,
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin' my

Say what, say what, uh huh
You need us, huh?
I see you comin' to her
Like that, with the
Fabolous, we out