Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin' at the Party

Yeah, uh, huh
Yeah this we gon' do, we gon' fall through the hood
Scoop up the lil' and hit the motherfuckin' party, bang out
Dig what I'm saying, we gon let niggaz get, they walk on
We gon' get our ride on and leave with a of bitches
And rep this Dub S to the fullest West side, like that

When the music is bumpin' and the homies it somethin'
All the is comin' and you know they all fuckin'
Got the in glass, big puffin' on somethin'
And the outside and these bitches wanna fight
Then them niggaz up and they deuces all wired
And you know we out when the homies come around
One times turning it up because we bangin' at the party

We come through on that 22
In SL500 chappell hill light blue
In cal-aye, we hit the
You ain't got it like that, park in the alley,
Get in line while we the line for ya
Get inside we gettin' high
On the floor with a big behind
Nigga, get mad 'cause your dick ain't mind

So you see the west side up in V.I.P
Don't bring ass up there and try to be Ali
I'll your ass back down just to be on TV
We know bad publicity'll another CD
Fuck with that, fuck with this and I with the crys
Only with the dough, never fuck with you marks
And if just getting in, motherfucker you 'tarded
'Cause we bangin' at the

When the music is bumpin' and the homies give it
All the hoes is and you know they all fuckin'
Got the Henny in glass, big on somethin'
And the outside and these bitches wanna fight
Then niggaz pulled up and they deuces all wired
And you we banged out when the homies come around
One times always turning it up we bangin' at the party

Yeah, you know it's a tee occasion
We in G formation, reppin' a G
I pull up wheels, swangin' a rag fo'
Hop out with the sag low, strapped the mag fo'
It's cash flow, thick rolls and thick hoes

We got and it's a party on the block loc
And it's a on the block dawg
You know it's packed full of
active and hard on hoes
Handcuffin' your is a negative
The twenty-third letter, I'm an O G and this

Believe, never nervous to crack a hoe
Plus I got them sets on deck, servin' like
K Mac fa sho, I'll give you what you fo'
Why a bitch like a bitch and let a hoe be a hoe
It's a Dub S C thang, the name
H double O with the connect gang, nigga

Let 'em walk, walk, let 'em
(If down with the connect then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If strapped with a tech then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you your set then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you a vet then, ya)

Walk, walk,
(If the bitch won't then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Outline niggaz with the chalk then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you're on that dark then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Y'all don't want it)

When the music is bumpin' and the homies give it
All the hoes is and you know they all fuckin'
Got the in glass, big puffin' on somethin'
And the niggaz and these bitches wanna fight
them niggaz pulled up and they deuces all wired
And you know we banged out when the homies come
One times always it up because we bangin' at the party