Luyện nghe bài hát At The Party

1]
I walked in a pimp strut
, "What up?"
man's like, "You on the list?"
I'm like, "Shiiii,
I should be there, like the L's"
He said it's too to tell
"Fuck it, go ahead."
Afrika
Kool Herc was the break beat
Rocksteady was
That's up
Gave Scott La dap
Proceeded up to the bar one 183
and flat black was tight on the
Eddie Pint was Dante
And to bomb broadway
Sugarhill, Run-D.M.C. kickin' raps
Busta and the Beasties in, drinking brass monkeys
Bumrushed the show, hopped on stage
A whole bunch of white dudes opened the door and in
Ed Lover, Dr. Dre then Big Daddy Kane
Said there no half steppin', walk this way
Went to the room had the 90's on it, "hell yeah"
Ayo it smell chronic
Hella & gin
I grab my cup, try to it to the brim
Somebody "Ayo, you ain't chipped in?
I'm nephew, go ahead"
Ice Cube was it up
With MC Ren and Quik was the cuts
I saw Eazy, 1, and King Tee
Bloods and Crips shit and straight schemin'
English, Starter caps, and gold daytons
Gold-plated, hearing Bones, Jheri curl
And the party started
And this dude in the background who familiar started dancing...
But I don't know he dope
The whole party was like he hadn't rapped in the east

Lyrical, physical, artistical
Give the people something funky to listen to
Step up if you wanna get
Step, Step up if you get hurt
All you MC's are some
All you is a line
you change and rearrange
And then what happened this
I checkmate, terminate, late, contemplate
Mind is never fake, hesitate you lose

2]
There was this group in the called Das FX
And a Called Quest
Q-Tip was for his wallet sayin' somebody got him
10 dollars sayin' it was someone Compton
LL was on the side of the kangol, talkin' about his
Sayin' if anyone stepped
They'd get knocked out. He
Butter-Pecan Ricans licking their ice cream
Ghostface did lines, and Bees were lime green
??????, and a dutch
I hit that shit and then passed out off the blunt
I up in struggle for breath by Nas
He sleep was the cousin of death, my God
busted down and I thought it was the cops
It was 2Pac saying that he had just shot
Stood up out the chair said "fuck this city."
a Cristal bottle, pointed it at Biggie
Puff jumped up was "take that, one"
The whole party and said,
2Pac left the party Suge in the 'lac
ever thought that 'Pac would never come back
An hour later Big and Puff
Big he was ready to die, but there'd be life after his death
Craziest I've ever been to, the wildest venue
But it wasn't over yet, the must continue...
Yeah, Yeah I continue
Yeah, Yeah,

2]
Pink gators, my players
for my hooligans in Brooklyn
At the same with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know and I know, I flow old funky shit
Crucial, lyrical ain't what it used to
check one two (echo)

For some, this is where the began
say it's where the party was crashed
There was a new room, a new dude Shady
in the
"Hi, my is, what..."
it was that started to want to rap
Rock fans from the other parties put down guitar straps
And started writing their on a pad
The were already in the building
And the been feeling if another party was on smash
endorsements, Spike, Coca-cola
Was tellin' the whole where the party was at
The line to get in, it just around the building
It was around New and the underground was making chat
Saying it was wack; the art the heart, they taking it back
But it was too for that, they started making, scratch the line
Complaining about the game, was it's wack
Hold up, the people that were dissing it
Were half the that the party was so big
And everyone in line was out there to get respect
And then the got put on the internet

They bum-rushed the
You couldn't move
There room on the floor
And out the neighbors
Getting on TV and complaining about the
Bill O'Reilly and came down and they started hating
The venue wasn't making cause no one was paying
Unless you had Wayne or T-Pain in the room
Nas came and said the party was dead
Somebody lit a all you heard was a