Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

After the show it's the after then
After the party it's the lobby and
the Belve' then it's probably Cris'
And after the original it's probably (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy,
Remix with the homie the Midwest 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 like Moet
Catch us both coasts, racin' twin
Boxes with glocks that'll pop ya to ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest been warned
But niggas don't get the picture the weapons is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby it's on
And we'll be drinkin' six in the mornin'

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

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

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

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

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

I put the big body up, through 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 Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for
I'm Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you it to the gates and forget the key?
I'm the one God so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu than that ecstasy

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

If you got money then you feel this shit
And if you rollin' on them things then you feel this
If you drunk off in the club then you this shit
If a motherfuckin' thug then you feel this shit
If you smokin' on some 'dro then you this shit
And if you off that you got's to feel this shit
If you sippin' on some Cris' you to feel this shit
And if you throwin' up and shit, you got's to this shit

Fiesta,