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
Y'all 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 mens up in the jail before, suck my
and all them cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, one one shit
All some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you to
but I'm not him, aight So watch what you do
Or you gon' yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you yourself
But that 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, lookin at the roof of the
tellin the truth and it hurts


Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the
niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, I smack him with my dick and the mic?
niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the
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 of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with
They fuck it up for real niggaz my mans and them
who get it on on the of the hands with them, MAN


I bring down rains so heavy it curse the
No more talkin - put him in the dirt
You keep - lest 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 white nigga
Dog is a dog, thicker than water
We been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the guns we brought out
We run up in there, come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the in your chest


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