Luyện nghe bài hát Party Heart

The music gets into my heart
Now I'm just ready to go right the party start
Girl I'm not gon' your party heart
Girl I'm just letting you because we bout to party hard
I hope you to go

1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, doors, Chevy door
Rims tall as Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of Rolex links
Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the
Pregamed all day, for the night
I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and
her take it light cause later on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the
Spangled Banner and the lights, stars out tonight
Red carpet life, standing on couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a all around us

Me and got the same whips
Me and on the same strip
Me and Wiz the same piff
Me and Stalley need the pick
Me and Meek bone the same
Me and Wale the same kicks
Contract I play for the Knicks
My crib look I'm still playing with bricks
My Chevrolet like a marble floor
Baby it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold galore
We can party hard in exclusive
Starting at your and I'm travelling north
Down boy, diabolical boss
Hermes belt, a G for it
The G5 for a D-boy

[Verse 3: 2
You know I like to party hard, hard,
Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard,
it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched
I be on the block Ron like Ar-test
Niggas saying that 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper
Damn got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper
Met a named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a with the work, trying to get my cake up
Had a crib with the lake I was 24
Bought for the car off of (?)
round the city, they have been exposed
If you really money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch say she wanna smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she really
Man what gives? I got ideas, don't wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay
I wanna thank God, for this permission, with intention