Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Party

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

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

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It don't what I go through
Double-R's my,
And shit just, ain't, lookin good
I'm a it be, all right

I'm only out for the cream, y'all wanna 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 slow I speed
so empty my chest starvin
Y'all could be the great Batman but I stick niggaz up so I be the best
I don't respect the D's, 'em call they sergeant
They me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like butter
I see your stones glistenin, that don't mean to me
I be at your home and you ain't gon' like my company
Standin on your doormat and I'm not
I buy bullets but I don't sell 'em, I just make sure niggaz 'em
Certain gotta feel 'em (yeah) at least I don't steal
as he come up out his shit, at least I won't peel
May be bad but ain't all good
as niggaz got that thing out and e'ything's understood
It's all

I do my robberies like a book of matches, I light
Might strike in one night, 'til my fire is lit
If I don't got a gun I'm wirin shit - it
I don't 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 chain
I ask myself, is that
Shit, the way I feel right now I'll take gold if I to
I don't give a fuck about this party so don't me do it
make me make this DJ lower this goddamn music
Everybody runnin to they car cause you slumped the bar
Look at everybody, havin a time, don't make me go that far
I got a on each corner with a good reach on ya
And I don't got the heat on me, so one move and they leap on ya
My clique keep the fumes strong ammonia
Cause we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the street