Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bulls**t

I was a terror the public school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, asses
Smoking 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 sacks up in
And with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
want 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 nothin' but frontin'
For me to start
Buggin and barkin at niggas i was duck huntin
Dumbing out, me and my crew
Cause all we do is

Party... And (x9)

Hugs the honeys, Pounds 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 need me i'm in the house
Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is
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 ya, put fear in your heart
Fuck up the party before it even
Pissy drunk, off the and skunk
Or some shit 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 this Biggie stinking
Is it my I got the hookers eatin out my palm
She grabbed my arm and "Let's leave calm"
I'm skins again
Rolled up blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz to loke out, a kid got choked out
Blows was and a fucking fight broke out

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

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

[Chorus w/ talking 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 Crew that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
and Party... and Bullshit, (Third Eye that.)
and Party... and Bullshit,
until fade out]