Luyện nghe bài hát House Party

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

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

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

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

[Verse 3: 2
You know I like to party hard, hard,
Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard,
it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched
I be on the with Ron like Ar-test
Niggas saying they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to this paper
Met a named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother with the work, to get my cake up
Had a crib with the when I was 24
Bought for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, they have been
If you getting money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone a bitch that say she wanna smoke
on the other line, this 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 this permission, with intention