Luyện nghe bài hát Habanero

Your from Earth to Planet Pyune has been successful
exiting this aircraft
ASpeedom-mobile will be to you
Ah

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a word that you say
Feel like just mad at my dinero
All I say
You you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

identical
Bussin' I'ma make no bug, I'm crushing thy tentacles
Suckas be huffing and 'cause I touching my pinnacle
Cussing my Midas flow, now women is sucking my genitals
They flip 'cause so is the heat
I got the remedy all of my enemies feel like Ignominious
it finna be like an infinite lettin' 'em have it
I and I ravage
A and a Travis make the record a savage
I popped up and I sky-walked for nothing
But you higher levels when I rocked percussion
I'm at the top of the lift, and I'm fly, discussion
fried hot on my block and I'm not the cousin
The eye lock is
Whenever the people see me they cry of lovin'
We high notched the
And my when you done it
You die fo' dozen

Can't get too 'cause I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature make you
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
it lit up and I'm still
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no brakes and no
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far
Let me hear a word that you say
Feel like ya'll mad at my dinero
All I say
You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm

LAJFA the wealthy and not the poors got not
So I'm bringing the heat and I'm walking on
'Cause if I'm a penny pusher that be like
And never listen to see if you
So I'm stuck in the booth and I'm Colin
I'm sweating every second destined like I'm an arrow
Aiming right at your chest if you f'in with my
Get out!
touching the Tecca Nina
If you you can do better, then you a dreamer
I'm gonna live and critics the middle finger
Bringing hella disaster, ain't no femur
to my planet, we damage and we can chop
Killers with the advantage, we to be the top
Competitors ain't no better we the head of the flop
We made the Rock, now I'm gonna make your credit drop
And it stops...

Can't get too 'cause I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature make you
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Keep it lit up and I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no and no chill
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far
Let me hear a single that you say
Feel like ya'll mad at my dinero
All I say
You you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero