Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

The music gets into my party
Now I'm just ready to go right the party start
Girl I'm not gon' break your heart
I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard
I hope you 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 Rolex links
Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the
all day, waiting for the night
I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and
Told her take it light cause on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, 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 party all us

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

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

[Verse 3: 2
You I like 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 'bout it but I'm this caper
Damn near got carpel trying to count this paper
Met a girl named but she from Decatur
Got a with the work, trying to get my cake up
Had a crib the lake when I was 24
rims 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 wanna
Click on the other line, bitch say she really 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 permission, with this intention