Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

Uh, c'mon, uh,
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I you famous

The kid been makin' these mami's, "papacita"
Since and shell-top Adidas
when te-ta's look like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop
But ma' I ain't the to love ya
I'm a triflin', good for nothin', type a
This cute make your wife smile
And I check in two bags and just a suitcase full of lifestyles

And we rent out playa
Difference is you a sweet subsitute, I'm a playa
seen my rings borders
It's full of queen and king's daughters, as as spring water
'F's for freakin', A's
(Yeah)
'B's for bottles pop all night
(Uh huh)
'O's for the ounces I got
(Say what)
That we blow everday, know why, why not

Right now you probably me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you probably me, but
on you gonna need me, yeah

Right now you like me, but
on you gonna hate me
(What)
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin' my

the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that bend dimes, too
The plus one, sittin' on ten times two
Shorty I'm through
I'm a know if you on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too
It's so funny how I suit the
They know I'm spendin show money from "Superwoman"
They like, "Where'd he get twenties?"
And "I didn't know a color that the coupe could come in
man"

All I say to the is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin' my kids, mights as well have no and nieces
I know you sip Proof
And try to make me crack a
Just so you can see my chipped
I'm get you, in and out of my room
to get, in and out of your womb
And the rocks in glare, somethin' like Times Square
Excuse me miss, you want me to where?

Right now you like me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you probably me, but
on you gonna need me, yo

Right now you don't me, but
Later on you gonna hate me,
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a doin' my thing

Fab's to be found
But most likely I'm with a foreign dame who name's to pronounce
I started out, gettin' hard by the
No more cash in stashes, it's in accounts
The way I 'em nod to the bounce
Somebody call Silvia and tell her ship larger
This playa make 'em a scheme
My closest look I keep gettin' traded from team to team

sleezy, it's difficult but me
And Tim the only ones that make look easy
me how I'm gonna make my album cleaner
With suckin' me up like vacuum cleaners
Even chickens cluck outside
(Yo' Fab, it be the truck outside)
And mami can't eyein'
And when I said my was only nineteens, she said, "Stop lyin'!"

now you probably like me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you want me, but
Later on you gonna need me,

Right now you like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me,
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a doin' my thing

Say what, say what, uh huh
You don't need us,
I see you comin' to her
Like that, the two-step
Fabolous, we out