Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

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

1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, door
Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex
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
Told her take it light cause later on be tight
6-4 low solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes
Spangled cameras and the lights, stars out tonight
Red life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us

Me and got the same whips
Me and Dwyane on the strip
Me and Wiz burn the piff
Me and Stalley need the pick
Me and bone the same chicks
Me and Wale the same kicks
Contract I play for the Knicks
My crib look like I'm still playing bricks
My shines like a marble floor

Baby it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles
We can hard in exclusive couture
at your toes and I'm travelling north
Down south boy, boss
Hermes belt, a G for it
The G5 ready for a

[Verse 3: 2
You know I like to party hard, hard,
Use a for my bodygurad, guard, guard
Throw it to my dogs, now far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron Ar-test
Niggas saying they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count paper
Met a named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother with the work, trying to get my 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 money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna
on the other line, this bitch say she really broke
Man what gives? I got ideas, they wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay
I wanna thank God, for permission, with this intention