Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

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

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

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

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

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

It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that dimes, too
The plus one, sittin' on ten times two
when 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 I'm still spendin show money from "Superwoman"
like, "Where'd he get those twenties?"
And "I didn't know that's a color the coupe could come in
man"

All I say to the is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin' my kids, mights as well no nephews and nieces
I know you wanna sip
And try to make me a smile
Just so you can see my 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' Times Square
Excuse me miss, you me to sign where?

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

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

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

Look sleezy, difficult but me
And Tim the ones that make pimpin' look easy
Tell me how I'm make my album cleaner
With bitches me up like vacuum cleaners
Even chickens wanna outside
(Yo' Fab, it must be the outside)
And mami stop eyein'
And I said my rims was only nineteens, she said, "Stop lyin'!"

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

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