Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

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

The kid been makin' these mami's, "papacita"
Since and shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop
But ma' I ain't the type to ya
I'm a triflin', for nothin', type a brother
This cute face'll make your smile
And I check in two bags and one's just a full of lifestyles

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

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

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

It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that dimes, too
The five one, sittin' on ten times two
Shorty I'm through
I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if your rhyme, too
It's so funny how I the women
They know I'm still spendin show from "Superwoman"
They like, "Where'd he get twenties?"
And "I know that's a color that the coupe could come in
man"

All I say to the is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin' my kids, mights as well have no nephews and
I know you sip Proof
And try to me crack a smile
Just so you can see my tooth
I'm get you, in and out of my room
Just to get, in and out of womb
And the rocks in mine glare, somethin' Times Square
Excuse me miss, you me to sign where?

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

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

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

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

now you probably like me, but
Later on you gonna me and
Right now you probably me, but
Later on you gonna me, yeah

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

Say what, say what, uh huh
You don't us, huh?
I see you comin' to her
that, with the two-step
Fabolous, we out