Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bulls**t

I was a terror since the school era
Bathroom passes, classes, squeezing asses
Smoking blunts was a routine
Since thirteen, a nigga on the scene
I used to have the tre
And the deuce in my bubblegoose
Now i got a mac in my
Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in
And sidekicks with my sidekicks 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 vest on my
Cause niggas is a
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, asked me if I had my
Sure do, two .22's in my
Holler if you me love i'm in the house
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!)
wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!)
It hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser
Nigga you scared supposed to
Nigga I ya, put fear in your heart
Fuck up the party before it even
drunk, off the Henny and skunk
Or some brand-nubian beatin' down punks!

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

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

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

[Chorus w/ Puff talking after 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 fade