Luyện nghe bài hát Party and Bullshit

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

1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it seem we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet pays
like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, (chaa)
All you in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, it come 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 youporn
I want you drink up you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I 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, and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
not telling how drunk and how you'll get

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

[Verse 2: Big
And they like, and they like, yup do that you do (I am)
What you baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a 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 scream through the scene you kno you finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no madness (Gotya)
Keep that movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked pill
Its real, what you say you lose the and (e)scape with 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 out for going that hard
Aye, Aye

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

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

Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, 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 told my outer voice to be
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his
Who em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper 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 fuck up view with a view
Star Jones
Yall clones, my is the original
Half you rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a
I stopped rap when the lion got habitual
Im of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I still see the in you
Shit, nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call right now and tell him sign me

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

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