Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Party

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

I ain't no Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe ya
Cause they got me by the balls; and I risk it all
Up in the spot, biscuit out and friskin all
Rudebwoy make me bloodclaat lick off
Me not the one you take off, see and
be brave, show me the safe and you'll be safe, see and
Cooperative... smart man
Blaow blaow! Shoulda been that from the start man
Custom made truck, pop the trunk all wires
23-inch, all rims, no
Gritty motherfucker, Feds touch us
Got 'em all conceited, the way we 'em stuck up
Nigga, I +R&B+ like Usher
stand 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 what I go through
my, life
And when shit just, ain't, good
I'm a make it be, all

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

I do my robberies a book of matches, I light shit
strike twice in one night, 'til my fire is lit
If I don't got a gun I'm shit - fuck it
I don't look at ice admirin and shit, I'm thinkin how to you up it
And is it it? Shit, my pockets is hurtin
And the only way I can sooth the pain is chain
I ask myself, is that
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
Don't make me make this DJ this goddamn music
Everybody runnin to they car cause you slumped 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 got the heat on me, so one move and they gon' leap on ya
My clique keep the fumes strong ammonia
we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the street owners