Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

It's like this y'all, it's that y'all
It's this y'all, it's like that y'all
It's this y'all, it's like that y'all

This is the year for the an' the cats with skills
Underground with the hoodie, fuck it real
you was pissin' in your bed, we was makin' a mill'
Got up with Sermon, dropped 'You Gots 2 Chill'

niggaz bugged, turned hardcore B boy, slash thug
Givin' fake love, with fake hugs, to thugs
With fake mugs, they mouth with the place bugged
An' caught a slug an' no one see nothin' but mask an'

Ayyo, likewise, I come in with no disguise
Ruthless, me, transformed, I'm Eazy-E
Past the point of the joint
I'm the spot, wreckin' the scene with my team

NFL, for life', so feel that
I see a few clowns, so the steel at?
Me an' my are ready, aim that an' hold it steady
For who dream, believe, I'm Freddie

Now yo, if you got dollars in your pocket
Put a sign in the air if you from the South Bronx
An' let me you say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah
Say, "Hell yeah", hell

Ayyo, I grab the mic an' strike, explode an'
Off the head, reminiscin' about some shit night
No dough in the pocket but that shit's
An' these fagots always stress me, so I keep my tight

Who am I? The cat to put that ass on
your sister, then chill with you, then tell her man,"Hi"
Then start stalkin', three point shot like Hawkins
Takin' it to the Seventy-Sixers like Johnny Dawkins

Yo, I come camouflaged with the Squadron entourage
Lookin' ghetto superstars
the name, there's no mistakin'
I rob you for all you got an' keep

The blah buck off like a wild Jamaican
Earthquakin' an' dominatin' the
Yes, on the scene, the duo,
Lettin' off, ruckus in five boroughs

Yo, this out goes to Brownsville
You know what I'm On [Incomprehensible] Avenue
Newport Squadron
EPMD, you know what I'm

To the Brentwood Posse, somebody say
"Make money, money, money, money, money"
Make money, money, make money, money,
Everybody say, "Make money, money, money, money, money"
Make money, money, money, money, money

Yo, who grabs the mic an' spit flows while you low?
I'm high off the endo, but straight up, you gets no wins
I like to ill, pop corks an' the Mo' spill
Hundred bills dippin' po nine while my niggaz chill

Yo, yo, yo, P chill, chill,
Niggaz is in here B
Yo, lounge out man, goddamn, niggaz is fuckin' up shit
Just put some shit on they can to then