Luyện nghe bài hát Party And Bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Holler if you me love, I'm in the house
and strollin' see what the honeys is about
Moet popping, hoe
no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy

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

Nigga, I told ya, put fear in heart
Fuck up the party before it start
drunk, off the Henny and stuff
Or some brand-nubian beatin' down punks

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

in the back looking righteous
In a dress
I think I might just hit her a little Biggie 101
How to tote a gun and fun with Jamaican rum

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

Is it my charm? I got the hookers out my palm
She grabbed my arm and said, "Let's calm"
I'm hittin' skins again, rolled up blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz to loke out, a kid got choked out
Blows was and a fucking fight broke out

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

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

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

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