Luyện nghe bài hát Party and Bullshit

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

1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it seem like we celebrating (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and 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, when it to women, ya man Aarons good
I been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for 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 baby lets say we tape me your trakey (chaa)
Im just I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters layin the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not telling how and how you'll get

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

[Verse 2: Big
And they like, and they like, yup do thing you do (I am)
What you mean? 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 out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas crush it
Max out on swagga, not your rapper
But I do my extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
that 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 thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape me
No need to slow it you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party like a trap
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that
Aye, Aye

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

3: Shadow]
Okay... you 24 right?
Imma you keep it here
I go by the of Shadow

Yo, yo flow 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 imma it strange
My inner voices my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his
Who told em everytime I see Biancas her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with
Shadow fly, look at with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think favorite rapper rather die
Who you could spit a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up your view a view
like Jones
clones, my style is the original
Half you wack rappers opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a
I liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I see the bitch in you
Shit, can't out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and him sign me

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

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