Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bullshit

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

I was a since the public school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin' classes, squeezing
Smoking was a daily routine
thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene

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

Honeys want to
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 throw my vest on my chest 'cause is a mess

It don't take but frontin' for me to start somethin'
Buggin' and buckin' at like I was duck huntin'
Dumbing out, me and my crew
all we wanna do is

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

Hugs from the honeys, from the roughnecks
Seen my man Spade that I knew the projects
he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
Sure do, two twenty two's in my

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

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

Nigga, I told ya, put fear in heart
up the party before it even start
Pissy drunk, off the Henny and
Or some brand-nubian shit down punks

And and bullshit and party and bullshit
And and bullshit and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and
And party and bullshit and party and
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 fun with Jamaican rum

Conversations, blunts in
My man Big Jacques got the glock in his
And we're smoking, drinking, got the hooker
If money smell bad than 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' skins again, up another blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz to loke out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fucking fight out

Can't we just all get
So I can put hickies on her chest Li'l Shawn
Get her pissy off the Dom Perrignon
And it's on and I'm gone, that's

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

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

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