Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bulls**t

I was a since the public school era
Bathroom passes, classes, squeezing asses
Smoking was a daily routine
Since thirteen, a nigga on the scene
I used to the tre duce
And the deuce in my bubblegoose
Now i got a mac in my
Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in
And with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
Honeys want to
But all we wanna know is, where the at?
And can i bring my
If not, I hope I don't get
But i my vest on my chest
Cause is a mess
It don't take nothin' but
For me to somethin
Buggin and barkin at niggas i was duck huntin
out, just me and my crew
Cause all we do is

Party... And (x9)

from the honeys, Pounds from the roughnecks
Seen my man Sei that I knew from the
he had beef, asked me if I had my peice
Sure do, two .22's in my
if you need me love i'm in the house
Roam and strollin' see what the is about
popping, hoe hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy
Niggaz wanna front, who got your (BIGGIE!)
wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!)
It ain't hard to tell I'm the east overdoser
Nigga you scared you're to
Nigga I told ya, put fear in heart
Fuck up the party before it even
drunk, off the Henny and skunk
Or some brand-nubian shit beatin' punks!

Bitches in the back righteous
In a dress, i think i might just
Hit her a little Biggie 101, How to tote a gun
And fun with Jamaican rum
Conversations, in rotation
My man Big Jacques got the in his waist and
smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
If smell bad than this nigga Biggie stinking
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin out my
She grabbed my arm and said "Let's calm"
I'm skins again
up another blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz start to out, a kid got choked out
was thrown and a fucking fight broke out

[Music stops, indecipherable sounds of people and arguing,
Biggie it up yelling "Yo chill, man, chill!"]

we just all get along?
So i can put on her chest like Li'l Shawn
Get her drunk off of Don Perrignon
And on, and I'm gone
that.

[Chorus w/ Puff after selected lines]

Party... and Bullshit, (Party.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Bullshit.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Party.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Bullshit.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Yea... Junior Mafia that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Uptown that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Bad Boy that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Brooklyn Crew that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Third Eye that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
[Repeats until out]