Luyện nghe bài hát At The Party

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I in with a pimp strut
, "What up?"
Door like, "You on the list?"
I'm like, "Shiiii,
I be there, like after the L's"
He said it's too to tell
"Fuck it, go ahead."
Bambaataa
Kool Herc was looping the break
Rocksteady was
what's up
Gave La Rock dap
up to the bar one Taki 183
and flat black was on the wall
Eddie Pint was with
And to bomb broadway
Sugarhill, Run-D.M.C. were raps
Busta and the Beasties came in, brass monkeys
Bumrushed the show, hopped on then
A bunch of white dudes opened the door and came in
Ed Lover, Dr. Dre then Big Daddy Kane
Said there no half steppin', walk this way
Went to the next room had the on it, "hell yeah"
Ayo it smell like
Hella & gin
I grab my cup, try to it to the brim
said "Ayo, you ain't chipped in?
I'm nephew, go ahead"
Ice was choppin' it up
MC Ren and Quik was playing the cuts
I saw Eazy, 1, and King Tee
Bloods and Crips talkin shit and schemin'
English, Starter caps, and gold daytons
Gold-plated, hearing Bones, Jheri curl
And the party started
And this dude in the background who looked familiar dancing...
But I don't he seemed dope
The whole was like he hadn't rapped in the east coast

Lyrical, physical, artistical
Give the party people funky to listen to
Step up if you wanna get
Step, Step up if you wanna get
All you MC's are riders
All you is a line
Til' you and rearrange
And then what happened time
I checkmate, terminate, never late,
Mind state is fake, hesitate you lose

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

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

For some, this is where the began
Some say it's the party was crashed
There was a new room, a new dude named
in the
"Hi, my is, what..."
it was that started to want to rap
Rock fans from the other parties put down their straps
And started writing their on a pad
The 'burbs were already in the
And the media been feeling if party was on smash
endorsements, Spike, Coca-cola
Was tellin' the whole where the party was at
The to get in, it wasn't just around the building
It was New Zealand and the underground was making chat
Saying it was wack; remember the art the heart, they taking it
But it was too late for that, they making, scratch the line
Complaining about the game, was saying it's
Hold up, half the people that were it
Were half the that the party was so big
And everyone in line was out there to get respect
And then the party got put on the

They bum-rushed the
You couldn't anymore
There wasn't on the floor
And out came the
Getting on TV and about the noise
Bill O'Reilly and Oprah came down and started hating
The venue making money cause no one was paying
Unless you had Lil' Wayne or in the room
Nas came down and said the was dead
Somebody lit a match all you was a