Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Ladies

C'mon, yea
Snap fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea
C'mon, yea, it

I said, "My jump off, been boomin' since nine-six"
My solo off, been boomin' since nine-six
trippin' the circuit breaker, flickin' the light switch
The kid like is he known for givin' you wild
I keep my on the way on top of the now list
on every level, droppin' the now shit
It's like the feelin' after watchin' a couple of old
And once you hear the kid, you'll be the sound sick

Spaz in the club, the crowd flip
That's when I knew the was up for whoever the crown fit
Nowadays I go bag me a fine bitch
Bitch watchin' my pocket, seein' we rich
Shorty hopin' we smellin' like foul fish
While you ass at the Devil, claimin' you righteous
A lot of haters I'm you like this
While you floss unnecessarily, on wild Crist'

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, your and your back
When you step up in the I know you know how to act
Hey soldiers, get your on
Va-let in the lot, park the
Shorty her waist, and rippin' her thong
Now all my people are and singin' the song, I'm sayin'

Shit still boomin' in two-thousand and
My shit still boomin' in two-thousand and
And we don't give a fuck about who you to be
My jewels blind bitches they ain't able to see
These try to talk just a little much to a G
say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree
Clear my thoughts just a little, me a cup of tea
Takin' different boats, from the land to the sea

I got my paper see, I ain't nuttin' for free
it's for the hood, it might cost you a small fee
Niggaz all in the street, whylin' the V
Clever New York to Chicago back to the D
Check it, take it back like I was flippin' a key
Bonin' chicks, holdin' titties like was Pamela Lee
You know I mastered the art and got it to a tee
And it goin' add enough spice, we holdin' the recipe

Big we makin', all of my crew agree
Stack and bust up a bottle of Hennessey
In you niggaz ain't even knowin' my pedigree
Invested in resorts for the who go and ski
If you ain't know the is belongin' to me
I get my people from the hood and then 'em all on a spree shoppin'
you niggaz is busy coppin' the pleas
We busy blowin' frontin' you ain't knowin' my stee'

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your
When you step up in the club I know you how to act
Hey soldiers, get your on
in the lot, park the Yukon
Shorty her waist, and rippin' her thong
Now all my are muggin' and singin' the song, I'm sayin'

Yea, yo' fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea