Luyện nghe bài hát Party and Bullshit

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Big
And they like, and like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she a picture 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 frames and 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 extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my
On the baddest bitch through, its not a big deal
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked pill
Its real, what you say you the crew and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let them suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for that hard
Aye, Aye

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

3: Shadow]
Okay... you said 24
Imma tell you it here
I go by the name of

Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that angelic
Story telling and rapping who can't sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah keep it strange
My inner told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my got a devil on his back
Who told em everytime I see Biancas her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper die
Who you know could spit a flow clean?
My notesbooks to grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of tones, that'll fuck up your view with a view
like Jones
Yall clones, my style is the
Half you wack rappers just opitimize
But me? Spittin is a ritual
I stopped liking rap when the got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody me
So Tech, call Trav right now and him sign me

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

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