Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bullshit

Here we go, we go
Here we go, we go

I was a terror the public school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin' classes, asses
blunts was a daily routine
Since thirteen, a chubby on the scene

I used to have the tres
And the duce, in my bubble goose
Now I got the mac in my
Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in
And sidekicks with my rockin' fly kicks

Honeys to chat
But all we wanna know is, the party at?
And can I my gat? If not, I hope I don't get shot
But I my vest on my chest 'cause niggaz is a mess

It take nothin' but frontin' for me to start somethin'
Buggin' and buckin' at niggaz like I was duck
Dumbing out, just me and my
'Cause all we do is

And party and and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and and bullshit
And party and and party and bullshit
And party and and party and bullshit
And and bullshit and

Hugs from the honeys, pounds the roughnecks
Seen my man Spade I knew from the projects
Said he had beef, me if I had my piece
Sure do, two twenty in my shoes

Holler if you me love, I'm in the house
Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is
Moet popping, hoe
Ain't no Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy

wanna front, who got your back?
(Biggie)
Niggaz wanna flex, who got the
(Biggie)
It ain't hard to tell I'm the east overdose
So you scared you're supposed to

Nigga, I told ya, put fear in your
up the party before it even start
Pissy drunk, off the Henny and
Or some shit beatin' down punks

And party and and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and and bullshit
And and bullshit and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and and bullshit
And and bullshit and

Bitches in the looking righteous
In a tight
I think I might just hit her with a Biggie 101
How to tote a gun and have fun Jamaican rum

Conversations, in rotation
My man Big Jacques got the glock in his
And we're smoking, drinking, got the hooker
If money bad than this nigga Biggie stinking

Is it my I got the hookers eatin' out my palm
She my arm and said, "Let's leave calm"
I'm hittin' again, rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz start to out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fight broke out

Can't we all get along?
So I can put hickies on her chest like Shawn
Get her drunk off the Dom Perrignon
And it's on and I'm gone, that

Party and bullshit and and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and
And and bullshit and party and bullshit
(Junior likes that)

And and bullshit and party and bullshit
(Uptown that)
And party and and party and bullshit
(Bad Boy that)

And and bullshit and party and bullshit
(Brooklyn likes that)
And party and bullshit and and bullshit
(Third Eye that)
And party and bullshit and and bullshit