Luyện nghe bài hát Albert Pujols

[Intro: Ross]
Boss is my position, I got the
All Wale is Ambition

(Rick Ross)
In the of some Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi
Let me it out the park, I'm talking Albert Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new mothefucking two
This shit ain't new though
I'm knock that out the park, Albert Pujols

1: Wale]
Made a million the pen
Make my women follow dreams, poppin follow head
Bitches check on my stats, women get too
Fuck what them niggas I hit whoever at bat
Tryna rock it Atlanta Bravest know that I'm
Bet I be like Fenway out in Boston, my is a monster
We don't speak to informants, they look for a way out
They just hating on the game, they just way too
thank my crew, my label, everything I do they a o-
K with, who the gon' say something?
grand like a mothefucking base load
Three put a mothefucking K up
Double M now we up
Three strikes a mothefucking C.C
You wife shit, we G'd her
Huh, we G'd up, G'd up
Up in my new two
Out the park, gon Albert

(Rick Ross)
In the of some Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses like strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new two door
This shit nothing new though
I'm tryna knock out the park, Albert Pujols

[Verse 2:
Feel like I seen it all, but I say so
Be a snitch! No way, Jose
Face down, ass up, ain't of my bitches planking though
We got in my city, ain't none of my niggas Yankees though
going down in history, the way I valet two doors
She blew a kiss at me, I told her culo
Listen b, just give my stylist
And my consistency, I call that Pujols
Shouts out to St. Louey, swag I got the belt
Big H if it ain't Louie, cuffing you is not gon' help
They asking me I wear, I think YSL is how its spell
And I might just let you touch it if you go tell 'em how It felt
Real nigga, that's how I'm built
From white into cream, powdered milk
To getting off a dream, I throw it in a bag
This the anthem, I float it to a flat

(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Albert
(Wale)
Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new mothef-cking two door
This shit nothing new though
I'm knock that out the park, Albert Pujols