Luyện nghe bài hát DMX- "Party Up"

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

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards it's gonna be quick, aight
All your up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some
Y'all niggaz remind me of a club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, next to someone else
and we all you loved yourself
But couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they sayin 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
Preacher tellin the truth and it


Off the I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the
First of all, you ain't rapped enough
to be with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even actors
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 love my mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and
who get it on on the of the hands with them, MAN


I bring down rains so heavy it the head
No talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - you tryin to end up red
if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause a soft type nigga
Fake up North nigga
Puss like a soft white
Dog is a dog, blood's than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to
The bigger the order, the more guns we out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma the gun out
runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is to be missin
You know who find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in chest


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