Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

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

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

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

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

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

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

All I say to the is "Jesus"
swallowin' my kids, mights as well have no nephews and nieces
I know you wanna sip
And try to make me a smile
so you can see my chipped tooth
I'm tryna' get you, in and out of my
Just to get, in and out of your
And the rocks in mine glare, somethin' like Square
Excuse me miss, you me to sign where?

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

Right now you 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 dame who name's hard to pronounce
I started out, hard by the ounce
No more cash in stashes, it's in accounts
The way I 'em nod to the bounce
Somebody call Silvia and tell her ship amounts
This playa 'em scream a scheme
My closest look like I keep gettin' traded team to team

Look sleezy, difficult but me
And Tim the only ones make pimpin' look easy
me how I'm gonna make my album cleaner
With bitches me up like vacuum cleaners
Even wanna cluck outside
(Yo' Fab, it be the truck outside)
And mami can't stop
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 want me, but
on you gonna need me, yeah

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

Say what, say what, uh huh
You need us, huh?
I see you back to her
that, with the two-step
Fabolous, we out