Luyện nghe bài hát Party and Bullshit

Black Walt me if you wanna bonafide banga
you gotta with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea)
Add some dope ass music and a hard MC and you got

[Verse 1: N9ne]
Every night, it like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on Earth pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and of saki, copy (chaa)
All you in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay between ya and ram into it (chaa)
Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons
I done been inside-a more woman than parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new babys, for youporn ladies
I want you up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not how drunk and how you'll get

2x]
(Hey hey)
We and bullshit
Booze it with (hey hey)
And that's how we it
Not the we choosing
Everybody lose it, to our music

[Verse 2: Big
And they like, and they like, yup do thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some too
Aye, she need a too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can a few (fuck yea)
Knock the lenses out my and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary
But I do my thing extra, no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth so proper
keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big
Shit I receive more then a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
it, imma party like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going hard
Aye, Aye

2x]
(Hey hey)
We and bullshit
Booze it with (hey hey)
And how we do's it
Not the we choosing
Everybody lose it, to our music

[Verse 3:
Okay... you said 24
Imma you keep it here
I go by the name of

Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who sell it?
I speed it up? Nah imma keep it strange
My inner voices my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a on his back
Who told em I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im with moafuckas
Shadow fly, at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I your favorite rapper rather die
Who you know could a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll up your view with a view
Star Jones
Yall clones, my style is the
Half you wack rappers just pitiful
But me? classic is a ritual
I liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I see the bitch in you
Shit, nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and him sign me

2x]
(Hey hey)
We and bullshit
Booze it with (hey hey)
And how we do's it
Not the we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our

Yea... ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy