Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta

After the show the after party then
After the party it's the lobby and
After the Belve' it's probably Cris'
And the original it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie from the side
Game game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't us or
Bullets'll chase you Moet mimosas
Catch us both coasts, racin' twin
Boxes with glocks pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come you've been warned
But niggas get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
Make way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

In the back of the club ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris with
Put the bar on the tab for
Throwin' hundreds up for for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me feel
My, my, my, my
what they all say when they see the frozen ice
say my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big only cause I

While y'all gotta club date, I'm wit arenas
man sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

Fiesta, fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,
Fiesta,

Switchin' in my Six, in the 'burbs
I met a broad named Tasha, in the
Took the hood then I it, to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the (that's right)
And we to tear this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got sho' 'nough
Ready to BOO like I'm fresh outta
I some WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from up and down sizzle

While y'all club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
man sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?"
she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her on the flo'

I put the big body up, come in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the
I'm wit right, so I'm rich for life
I'm like Heaven, wanna get to me
How you make it to the gates and forget the
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Gotti getchu higher than that ecstasy

Hey yo I through stunnin',
I'm gettin' blunted in the new six-hundred with the big rims on it
We rock rocks that'll light ya
Gotta lotta hot but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and
Drinkin' Cris' its H-2-O
All we do is cheese cause we love the dough
Mami roll trees before it's time to go

If you got cash then you feel this shit
And if you rollin' on them things then you feel this
If you drunk off in the then you feel this shit
If you'se a thug then you feel this shit
If you smokin' on some then you feel this shit
And if you off ecstasy you got's to feel this shit
If you sippin' on Cris' you got's to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you to feel this shit

Fiesta,