Luyện nghe bài hát DMX- "Party Up"

Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
DMX
Y'all gon' 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 my cool
up in here, up in

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, my dick
and all them other 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, one one shit
All over dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, everytime
you come around, like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you to
but I'm not him, slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone
and we all thought you loved
But that 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 and it hurts


Off the chain I leave niggaz 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 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, girl's 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 of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with
fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the with them, MAN


I bring down rains so heavy it curse the
No talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep - lest you tryin to end up red
if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type
up North type nigga
Puss like a soft nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker water
We done 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, keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) old man fishin
Grandma your soul's at rest
but it's to digest with the size of the hole in your chest


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