Luyện nghe bài hát Party Heart

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

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

Me and LeBron got the same
Me and Dwyane on the strip
Me and Wiz the same piff
Me and Stalley need the pick
Me and Meek the same chicks
Me and Wale rock the same
Contract like I play for the
My crib look like I'm playing with bricks
My Chevrolet shines like a marble
Baby it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, bottles galore
We can hard in exclusive couture
at your toes and I'm travelling north
Down south boy, 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 it's
I be on the block with Ron like
Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this
Damn near got carpel trying to count this paper
Met a girl Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother with the work, to get my cake up
Had a crib the lake when I was 24
rims for the car off of (?)
Niggas the city, they have been exposed
If you really money then it's really dough
I'm on the phone a bitch that say she wanna smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she broke
Man gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay
I wanna thank God, for this permission, this intention