Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bulls**t

I was a terror since the school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, asses
blunts was a daily routine
Since thirteen, a chubby on the scene
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 sidekicks with my rockin fly kicks
Honeys to chat
But all we wanna is, where the party at?
And can i bring my
If not, I hope I don't get
But i throw my on my chest
niggas is a mess
It don't nothin' but frontin'
For me to somethin
Buggin and barkin at like i was duck huntin
out, just me and my crew
Cause all we do is

Party... And (x9)

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

Bitches in the back righteous
In a tight dress, i think i just
Hit her with a little Biggie 101, How to a gun
And have fun with rum
Conversations, in rotation
My man Big got the glock in his waist and
we're smoking, drinking, got the thinking
If smell bad than this nigga Biggie stinking
Is it my I got the hookers eatin out my palm
She my arm and said "Let's leave calm"
I'm hittin' skins
up another blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz start to out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fucking fight out

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

Can't we all get along?
So i can put hickies on her chest like Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Don
And on, and I'm gone
that.

[Chorus w/ Puff talking after selected

Party... and Bullshit, (Party.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Bullshit.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Party.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Bullshit.)
and Party... and Bullshit, (Yea... Mafia 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 fade