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
gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in
Y'all gon' make me lose my
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, my dick
and all them cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one
All over some dumb shit, that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my sucked
And I know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone
and we all you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or
they sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga to diss you
That's why you on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
tellin the truth and it hurts


Off the I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long
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 him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even 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 tired of weak ass whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is with them?
fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the with them, MAN


I down 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 soft type
up North type nigga
Puss a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker water
We been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The the order, the more guns 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 blow his out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the of the hole in your chest


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