Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

The music gets my party heart
Now I'm just to go right before the party start
Girl I'm not gon' break your heart
Girl I'm letting you know because we bout to party hard
I hope you to go

1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, doors, Chevy door
tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of Rolex links
Mister T necklace, Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night
Pregamed all day, for the night
I'm on the tree, she on 1 and Sprite
her take it light cause later on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, and the stripes
Spangled cameras and the lights, stars out tonight
Red carpet life, on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us

Me and LeBron got the same
Me and Dwyane on the same
Me and Wiz burn the piff
Me and need the same pick
Me and Meek the same chicks
Me and rock the same kicks
like I play for the Knicks
My crib look like I'm still playing with
My shines like a marble floor

Baby keep it raw, have you modeled
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, bottles galore
We can party in exclusive couture
Starting at your toes and I'm travelling
south boy, diabolical boss
Hermes belt, a G for it
The G5 ready for a

[Verse 3: 2
You I like to party hard, hard, hard
Use a for my bodygurad, guard, guard
it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron like
Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout caper
Damn near got carpel trying to count this paper
Met a named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother the work, trying to get my cake up
Had a crib with the lake I was 24
Bought for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, have been exposed
If you really getting then it's really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she really
Man gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen
All you do is pay tithes and pay attention
I wanna thank God, for this permission, this intention