Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

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

1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, door
Rims as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them 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
Told her take it light cause later on gon' be
6-4 low solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes
Spangled Banner and the lights, stars out tonight
Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at
Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a 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 same
Me and Meek bone the same
Me and Wale rock the kicks
Contract like I for the Knicks
My crib look like I'm still with bricks
My Chevrolet like a marble floor

Baby keep it raw, you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, bottles galore
We can party hard in exclusive
at your toes and I'm travelling north
Down south boy, diabolical
belt, spent a G for it
The G5 for a D-boy

[Verse 3: 2
You know I to party hard, hard, hard
Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard,
Throw it to my dogs, now far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron like
Niggas saying that they it but I'm 'bout this caper
near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper
Met a girl 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, they been exposed
If you really money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna
Click on the other line, this bitch say she broke
Man gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay
I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this