Luyện nghe bài hát La Bomba

(Cam'ron)
My yes my paper
Got me sitting on five acres, Hi
Fly coke cooker pie baker drunk driver girl getter dice shaker
Try play us your crew will be price payers
waver gat tooter life taker
Nice flavor real fruity like Cly
Sweat suit fly asics, Coke I aced it
I rich since I was 20 bitch
Gun right by the (What's That) the money clip
This Gucci kick done got your girl in nuddy pictures sue me nigga told me she me to make her booty bigger
Im the reason true but the reason she breezing
She smart she wanna part and kill the season too
Get her an audition and I'm in a
I'm bout to dead em yall see the boy vision

(Chorus: Cam'ron)
Come to our
They drinking that Bacardi
The is hard body
They puffing Bob Marley
That
The arsenal momma even for drama like La la la bomba

(Cam'ron)
fry chicken they winging ock
Me I'm bringing
I aint sell enough to have the things I got
First bring a drop bring a store bring a yacht a crib bring a horse chain whole wings are hot
Let me thses niggas like to sing a lot
in his hand like his girl finger pop
Aint no asking
I'm in the bubble
Walther P.P.K 380 action
Played the
In the east Lawerance
Patented leather, black and
Did girl played your ark
Like the 45 I pop and her
up she called me back tried to block her number
She could not get
In the winter blocks in
Your son my little man, pops my runner
He washed the whip, said yall alliance is
The he pulled out a and turned the hydrant on

(Chorus: Cam'ron)
Come to our
drinking that more Bacardi
The music is body
They that Bob Marley
That
The arsenal momma even ready for drama like La la la
I can (la la la bomba)
Niggas pull out they lamas like (la la la bomba) like (la la la bomba) like (la la la bomba) (la la la bomba) (la la la bomba)

(Vado)
Im so plus speak high
You even hear the room when i breeze by
I see why SLR me and gy
Can't stop hit the horn at three times
They who that
Nigga we
to 4 deuce Lennox where we be at
Here take this raw too then you read that
clips sweep
Six feet you sleep at
believe that
That short change that
You don't need a
The whole thing we keep
So what's
suede and hoodies
No chain I seen bang bangs than boogie
(HAA) Yea I aim it fully
And text your hunter cause my main mans a bully
Yea this kid is the
I said killa fuck the cars give me the booth

(Chorus: Cam'ron)
Come to our
They drinking that Bacardi
The music is body
They that Bob Marley
jonga
The arsenal momma even for drama like La la la bomba
I can (la la la bomba)
Niggas pull out they lamas like (la la la bomba) like (la la la bomba) (la la la bomba) like (la la la bomba) (la la la bomba)