Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bulls**t

I was a terror the public school era
Bathroom passes, classes, squeezing asses
Smoking blunts was a daily
Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the
I to have the tre duce
And the deuce in my bubblegoose
Now i got a mac in my
Loungin' black, smoking up in acts
And with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
Honeys want to
But all we wanna know is, where the at?
And can i my gat?
If not, I hope I don't get
But i my vest on my chest
Cause is a mess
It don't take but frontin'
For me to start
Buggin and at niggas like i was duck huntin
Dumbing out, me and my crew
all we wanna do is

Party... And (x9)

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

Bitches in the back looking
In a tight dress, i i might just
Hit her with a little Biggie 101, How to a gun
And fun with Jamaican rum
Conversations, blunts in
My man Big Jacques got the glock in his and
we're smoking, drinking, got the thinking
If money smell bad this nigga Biggie stinking
Is it my charm? I got the eatin out my palm
She grabbed my arm and "Let's leave calm"
I'm hittin' skins
Rolled up another blunt, a Heineken
start to loke out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fucking fight out

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

we just all get along?
So i can put hickies on her chest Li'l Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Don
And it's on, and I'm
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 likes 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 likes that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Third Eye that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
[Repeats until out]