Luyện nghe bài hát Party Heart

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

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

Me and LeBron got the same
Me and on the same strip
Me and Wiz the same piff
Me and need the same pick
Me and Meek bone the same
Me and rock the same kicks
Contract like I for the Knicks
My crib look like I'm still with bricks
My shines like a marble floor
Baby keep it raw, have you modeled
Fontaine Bleau, Liv, gold bottles galore
We can party in exclusive couture
Starting at your toes and I'm travelling
south boy, diabolical boss
Hermes belt, a G for it
The G5 for a D-boy

[Verse 3: 2
You know I like to hard, hard, hard
Use a for my bodygurad, guard, guard
Throw it to my dogs, now far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron like
Niggas saying that 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count paper
Met a girl Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a with the work, trying to get my cake up
Had a with the lake when I was 24
rims for the car off of (?)
Niggas the city, they have been exposed
If you getting money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna
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 and pay attention
I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this