Luyện nghe bài hát DMX- "Party Up"

Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
DMX
Y'all gon' make me lose my
up in HERE, up in
Y'all gon' me go all out
up in here, up in
Y'all 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 other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit?
go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick
And I don't know who the fuck you you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch you do
Or you gon' yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved
But that couldn't have been the issue, or
they just sayin that, now cause they you
Shit a tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the
Preacher the truth and it hurts


Off the chain I niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long
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, should I smack him with my and the mic?
Y'all is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and know
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 it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands them, MAN


I bring down rains so heavy it the head
No talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up
Cause youse a soft type
Fake up North nigga
Puss like a soft white
Dog is a dog, thicker than water
We been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more we brought out
We run up in there, come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) old man fishin
Grandma wishin your at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your


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 ball-ERS gon' meet me
meet me outside, meet me
All my fly gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, me outside
All my street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside
X is got y'all bouncin
Bouncin again, again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin
Swizz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, again
Dark Man you bouncin again
again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin
again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're again
Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin
R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}