Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Original Version)

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

In the back of the with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris with
Put the bar on the tab for
hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the 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 big things only cause I

While gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly 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,

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

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

I put the big body up, come through in a
Not only Kelly and Gotti, Boo and Hova
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 make it to the gates and forget the
I'm the one God chose so you through me
Gotti Floyd getchu than that ecstasy

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

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

Fiesta,