Luyện nghe bài hát 416/905 (T.OParty Anthem)

featuring LaToya &

Who be the brother with the harder rap sippin'
You catch a heart attack rest your
I'm takin' the game like black quaterbacks
And guaranteed to put on the party map
Mr. Maes' in the flash out to a splash
Seen the gate open I'll be went it closes
Black Moses, slashing guns the roses
Take Tyra to the bank make Stacey wanna
Misdemeanor, blown up Hiroshima
I love like Scarface loved Gina
I'm writin' words a Novelist
You're this, astrologist
flex like a nidlest
Paragraph's gonna ya
Make the dance floor move like
Take blast of this nastiness, you blasphamis
Get out the
Adversaries, they master
Stylin', I'm a you, when I crash through
(Maestro's on the radio)
rappers wanna hump me
Crash knows I'm funky
Salt jumped me, I made wanna bungee
Knowing that my legit, banking chips
Fort chicks, love to see me in spankin' whips
Proper, I was the one who Mase
Save Mariah the chopper, certified Cheif Rocka

Maestro, LaToya & Miranda]
416 to the 905
Put your hands up in the air, 'em side to side
(We don't stop y'all, can't stop y'all, ah T-dot y'all, we it hot y'all)
And everybody in the from east to west
Put your hands up in the air, 'em right to left
(We gonna y'all, to the top y'all, you gotta..)

Come on, on
Yo yo yo

I put the afro in the desiac, you're that
Fans say "Wes, yo, the CD at?"
sure the deal's phat
Suckers try to flex, breakin'
Leave 'em like a hemophyliac
Peep the way the Wes mingle, sex symbol
Honey jingle, dancin' to the single
They be lovin' I'm jammin' 'em
Wham bam, you ma'am
'em out, Rocky 3, Club Rolagin' 'em
Bringin' mass to the media,
Rhymes iller than boulemia, with luekemia
pandemonium
How to rock the
Vocally, I get high like Method Man and Noble be
Mad know, I'm showin 'em
Poetry, laced my potency

Deadly with the loose leaf, 2-Rude produced

I chill out, ease back, like Kieth

& Miranda]
on and do it
Do it
Yeah, come on,
you wanna do?
on and do it
Unh, what you do?
on and do it
What you do?
Maestro, what you do?

I got all these beats and a rhyme's
Formin' a creation you can't match
got the rythym, and I rock mics
We takin' airpline flights, at heights
Like King Solomon, when I start
More than marijuana
We make it hot like a
Metaphors got kick like
The whole will start followin'
(the mad kicker)
flipper, rockin' on the higher set
Watch how hot the get
I score wit' crazy
Get 'em open like a Martin Scorcese
Then I to another spot (where?)
Know who the party hot
T to the dot, O to the dot