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 shell-top
Love when look like they'll pop through beaters
And the won't fit in the L-drop two-seater
But ma' I ain't the type to ya
I'm a triflin', good for nothin', a brother
This cute face'll make your smile
And I in two bags and one's just a suitcase full of lifestyles

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

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

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

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

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

Right now you probably me, but
on you gonna 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 keep doin' my

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

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

Right now you 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 hate me, yeah
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