Luyện nghe bài hát Fiesta (Remix)

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

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

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

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 more or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)
And we to tear this club up
Don't worry 'bout expenses cause I got sho' 'nough
to BOO like I'm fresh outta jizzail
I need WOO from all the honey's on the DL
I my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what thugs yellin' when the strippers on fizzles
say my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yellin' from that up and sizzle

While y'all club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas
Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you 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 and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the
I'm wit right, so I'm rich for life
I'm like Heaven, wanna get to me
How you it to the gates and forget the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher that ecstasy

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

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

Fiesta,