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 party heart
Girl I'm just letting you know we bout to party hard
I you ready to go

[Verse 1:
slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door
Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex
Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, dancing through the night
all day, waiting for the night
I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and
Told her take it cause later on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider gold pipes, stars and the stripes
Spangled Banner and the lights, stars out tonight
Red carpet life, standing on them couches, clouds at bouncers
Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all us

Me and got the same whips
Me and Dwyane on the same
Me and Wiz the same piff
Me and Stalley need the same
Me and Meek bone the chicks
Me and rock the same kicks
like I play for the Knicks
My crib like I'm still playing with bricks
My Chevrolet shines like a floor

Baby it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold galore
We can party hard in exclusive
at your toes and I'm travelling north
Down south boy, boss
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 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 this
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this
Met a girl named Jamaica but she from
Got a brother with the work, to get my cake up
Had a crib the lake when I was 24
rims for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, they have been
If you really getting money then it's dough
I'm on the phone a bitch that say she wanna smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she really
Man what gives? I got ideas, don't wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay
I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this