Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Party

[Intro:
Hey, yeah, uh
a party over there, nah
It's a party over here,
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 Jamaican spot, biscuit out and all
Rudebwoy don't 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... shit man
Blaow blaow! been like that from the start man
Custom made truck, pop the trunk 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 stand for 'Rob & niggaz once the R rush ya
My heart pumpin, no pressure
The way we run up on you niggaz like your parents, and ya

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It matter what I go through
my, life
And when just, ain't, lookin good
I'm a make it be, all

I'm out for the cream, y'all wanna know the scheme? (yup)
Here's a tip, the tip of my gun head holds a
with the team, with the spinnin rims so it seems
Like I'm movin slow I speed
Stomach's so empty my chest
Y'all could be the great but I stick niggaz up so I be the best +Robin+
I don't respect the D's, make 'em they sergeant
call me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like butter
I see your stones glistenin, that don't nothin to me
I be at your visitin and you ain't gon' like my company
Standin on your doormat and I'm not
I buy bullets but I don't 'em, I just make sure niggaz felt 'em
Certain niggaz gotta feel 'em (yeah) at I don't steal
Long as he come up out his shit, at I won't 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 like a of matches, I light shit
strike twice in one night, 'til my fire is lit
If I don't got a gun I'm wirin shit - it
I don't look at ice 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 chain
I ask myself, is platinum?
Shit, the way I feel now I'll take gold if I have to
I don't give a about this party so don't make me do it
Don't make me make this DJ lower this goddamn
Everybody runnin to they car cause you slumped the bar
Look at everybody, a good time, don't make me go that far
I got a nigga on each corner a good reach on ya
And I don't got the heat on me, so one move and they leap on ya
My clique the fumes strong like ammonia
Cause we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the street