Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin' at the Party

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Walk, walk,
(If the bitch fuck then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Outline them niggaz with the then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you're sippin' on dark then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Y'all niggaz want it)

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