Luyện nghe bài hát DMX- "Party Up"

Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
DMX
Y'all make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in
gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in
gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in
gon' 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 before, suck 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 Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one
All over some shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all remind 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 you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to else
and we all thought you loved
But that have been the issue, or maybe
just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to you
That's why you layin on your back, at the roof of the church
Preacher the truth and it hurts


Off the chain I niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz want the fame, off the name
of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my and the mic?
niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody
old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin puss
that don't belong to them, is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the of the hands with them, MAN


I bring down rains so heavy it the head
No more - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - you tryin to end up red
if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause a soft type nigga
Fake up type nigga
Puss like a white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than
We done been 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, 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 gon' find you? (Who?) old man fishin
Grandma wishin your at rest
but hard to digest with the size of the hole 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
meet me outside, me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' me outside
me outside, meet me outside
All my street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, motherfucker
X is got y'all again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin
Dark Man X got ya again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin
Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got bouncin again (DMX)
again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you again
again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin
Bouncin again, again
All my streets they bouncin
Bouncin again, we're again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we again
Bouncin again and we bouncin
R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..