Luyện nghe bài hát Party People

Guess
Jigga, ya
Timbaland, ya
Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon
Uh uh, uh uh
G G, G gyeah, yo
G'yo, gyeah gyeah, gyeah
this up, yo, yo, yeah

When the war's on, the pores are drawn pictures
The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get
Nigga before long you need stitches in your Johns
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat,

Eight figures you fake twitchy niggaz can't that
Jigga, Twista my Timb on the hot track
How you gon' that? We can't be slowed
Niggaz throwed dawg, at your clothes

I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes that's it Jay-Z doe, flow
Rhyme great, dominate radio

C'mon, get gun on, your mask and gloves
I don't ask for love, I 'em up
Respect my dude or your life's in danger dude
pushin' on your chest tryin' to bring you through

All my party people gon' do what? get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, make get up
With somethin' the East and West bump

All my party people gon' do Get crunk
Get some in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo'

Fuckin' with Mag, nigga end up in a
Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick 'cause of what I to him
On a track beef take it in the kitchen
Cookin' MC's all taste like chicken

'em high, right in the ear
Slicin' on 'em muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a
You turnin' a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog
I'm at the with a bad Puerto Rican chick

Fat as my cash and she a sucker, get up outcha car
You goin' real far, see the chainsaw?
Breakin' the law, like a dyke
it come to that man that just like Mike

I don't care you like, I'll make you run in outer space
If you go to court man, only wish you got a
For real, I'm fuckin' on a hill of ice
Mag hot now 50 G's the price

Timbaland for that, I invented that
Hear the hi-hat, the bassline on the track
Remember one in a million I left ya back
Producers sayin', "How you get your sound that?"
I know playa, I'm a creative cat
Got people dancin' to dis and dat
Got people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!"

All my party people gon' do what? Get
Get some in the gut, so whassup?
Get lighters lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and gon' bump

All my party people gon' do Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, T got gangsta shit
That's in yo' trunk

hit 'em with the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you do what?
Stop you bumpin' the new cut
Like a shoe ah, um ah, hit 'em in the gut
Twitchin' and to get up, I hit 'em up

With somethin' to vibe to and ride to
With the stanky inside you, listen to a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' that you crip-walk in the to
Somethin' you bump on the or the park

Or it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a mark
You can play it to clear your head from drama the feds
And all the homies down for when they in the dark

Used to rock up at the block club, the wasn't ridin' slick
You can let your cruise for miles
They can't tell a sucker who's allowed, a strap on the mic
I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, the crowd

All my party people gon' do Get buck
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lit up, make them get up
somethin' the East and West gon' bump

All my party people gon' do Get crunk
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo'

All my party gon' do what? Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, make get up
With somethin' the East and West gon'

All my party people gon' do what? Get
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some shit
beatin' in yo' trunk

Bounce wit me, wit me, bounce, ow ow ow
Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, wit me, shake wit me, shake
wit me, bounce wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me
Ow, one time, bounce wit me, wit me, yo, ahh

Remember when you first me?
I was workin' at King
Now a good look around me
Look at all these cars, look at all these

Why you tryin' to put down me?
Why you tryin' to put down me?
You get 'round friends and try to clown me
Why you always to pull that boo-boo?

I'm gettin' tired of all bullshit
talkin' dis and dat
Your screamin', "We love him!"
See girls, they me

Girl that's just, Tim
Yes, it's Tim
Whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only
whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim? 'Cause

I made it far
it without yo' money
Made it yo' car
Made it without yo'
Now look who's the

I it this far
Made it yo' money
it without yo' car
Made it yo' naggin'
Now look the star

Ya know I'm sayin'?
Why it gotta to people like me, I don't get it
I understand it
That's why people like myself, only hang with
Ha ha ha, and else, easy now