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 make me go all out
up in here, up in
Y'all gon' make me act a
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 mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, 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
niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, like (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 So watch what 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 miss you
a nigga tried 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 chain I leave niggaz in the brain
cause niggaz still the fame, off the name
First of all, you rapped long enough
to be with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not good actors
gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and know
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 over
that belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real like my mans and them
who get it on on the of the hands with them, MAN


I down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the instead
You keep - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up
Cause a soft type nigga
up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker water
We done been through the mud and we to slaughter
The the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, keep the gun out
runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You know who 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 Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me
All my big gon' meet me outside
me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' me outside
meet me outside, me outside
All my street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside
X is got y'all again
Bouncin again, again
Dark Man X got ya again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin
Swizz Beatz got y'all again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all again (DMX)
Bouncin again, again
Dark Man keep you bouncin
Bouncin again, again
Dark Man you bouncin again
Bouncin again, again
All my they bouncin again
again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..