Luyện nghe bài hát DMX- "Party Up"

Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
DMX
Y'all gon' me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in
gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in
Y'all gon' me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in
Y'all gon' make me my cool
up in here, up in

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my
and all them other cats you run with, get with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna the dog with some bum shit? Aight
go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, that some shit
Y'all niggaz me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch you do
Or you find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you yourself
But couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, at the roof of the church
tellin the truth and it hurts


Off the chain I leave niggaz in the brain
niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't long enough
to be fuckin me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody
old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over
don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my and them
who get it on on the strength of the with them, MAN


I bring rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the instead
You keep walin - lest you to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up
Cause youse a type nigga
Fake up type nigga
Puss like a soft white
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than
We done through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You know who gon' you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma your soul's at rest
but it's to digest with the size of the hole in your chest


up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me
meet me outside, meet me
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' me outside
meet me outside, meet me
All my big gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, me outside
All my fly gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, me outside
All my street street peoples meet me
meet me outside, motherfucker
X is got y'all again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin
Dark Man X got ya again
again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man you bouncin again
Bouncin again, again
Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, again
All my streets bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin
Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..