Luyện nghe bài hát Party Heart

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

[Verse 1:
Outside Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy 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 through the night
all day, waiting for the night
I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and
Told her take it cause later on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the
Spangled Banner cameras and the lights, stars out
Red carpet life, standing on couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
Spilling on my trousers, it's a party all around us

Me and LeBron got the whips
Me and on the same strip
Me and Wiz burn the piff
Me and Stalley the same pick
Me and Meek bone the same
Me and rock the same kicks
like I play for the Knicks
My crib look like I'm still playing bricks
My Chevrolet shines like a floor
Baby it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles
We can party in exclusive couture
Starting at toes and I'm travelling north
south boy, diabolical boss
Hermes belt, a G for it
The G5 ready for a

[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 they 'bout it but I'm this caper
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count paper
Met a girl named Jamaica but she Decatur
Got a brother with the work, trying to get my up
Had a crib with the when I was 24
Bought for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, they been exposed
If you really getting money then it's really
I'm on the phone a bitch that say she wanna smoke
on the other line, this bitch say she really broke
Man what gives? I got ideas, don't wanna listen
All you do is pay tithes and pay attention
I wanna thank God, for permission, with this intention