Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Party

[Intro:
Hey, yeah, uh
It's a party there, nah
It's a over here, yeah
Fuck bullshit...

I ain't no Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe ya
Cause they got me by the and I can't risk it all
Up in the Jamaican spot, out and friskin all
Rudebwoy don't me bloodclaat lick off
Me not the one you wan' off, see and
Don't be brave, show me the safe and be safe, see and
Cooperative... smart man
Blaow blaow! Shoulda been like from the start man
Custom truck, pop the trunk it's all wires
23-inch, all rims, no
Gritty motherfucker, Feds can't us
Got 'em all conceited, the way we leave 'em up
Nigga, I niggaz like Usher
That for 'Rob & Bang' niggaz once the R rush ya
My ain't pumpin, no pressure
The way we run up on you niggaz like your parents, and ya

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It don't matter I go through
Double-R's my,
And when shit just, ain't, lookin
I'm a make it be, all

I'm out for the cream, y'all wanna know the scheme? (yup)
a tip, the tip of my gun head holds a beam
Roll the team, with the spinnin rims so it seems
Like I'm movin when I speed
so empty my chest starvin
Y'all could be the great Batman but I stick niggaz up so I be the +Robin+
I don't respect the D's, 'em call they sergeant
They call me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like
I see your glistenin, that don't mean nothin to me
I be at your home visitin and you ain't gon' my company
Standin on your and I'm not +Welcome+
I buy bullets but I don't sell 'em, I make sure niggaz felt 'em
Certain niggaz gotta feel 'em (yeah) at least I steal
Long as he up out his shit, at least I won't peel
May be bad but life ain't all
as niggaz got that thing out and e'ything's understood
It's all

I do my like a book of matches, I light shit
Might strike twice in one night, 'til my is lit
If I got a gun I'm wirin shit - fuck it
I look at ice admirin and shit, I'm thinkin how to make you up it
And is it worth it? Shit, my pockets is
And the only way I can sooth the pain is duke
I ask myself, is platinum?
Shit, the way I feel right now take gold if I have to
I don't give a fuck about this party so make me do it
make me make this DJ lower this goddamn music
Everybody to they car cause you slumped over the bar
Look at everybody, havin a good time, don't me go that far
I got a nigga on each with a good reach on ya
And I don't got the heat on me, so one and they gon' leap on ya
My clique keep the fumes like ammonia
Cause we go hard, the squad, the street owners