Luyện nghe bài hát Party People

Guess
Jigga, ya
Timbaland, ya
Uh, Twista, ya C'mon c'mon
Uh uh, uh uh
G G, G gyeah, yo
G'yo, gyeah gyeah, gyeah
Turn up, yo, yo, yeah

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

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

When I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty blows
Maceo, leave acey holes that's it doe, crazy flow
Rhyme great, your radio

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

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

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

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

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

Fat as my cash and she a sucker, get up outcha car
You ain't real far, see the chainsaw?
Breakin' the law, like turnin' a
When it come to that man that just like

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

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

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

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

Timbaland hit 'em the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you do what?
Stop you bumpin' the new cut
a shoe ah, um 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 inside you, listen to while a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' you crip-walk in the kitchen to
you bump on the porch or the park

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

when you first found me?
I was workin' at Burger
Now take a good look me
Look at all these cars, look at all these

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

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

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

I it this far
Made it without yo'
it without yo' car
Made it without yo'
Now who's the star

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

Ya know what I'm
Why it gotta to people like me, I don't get it
I don't it
That's why people like myself, only hang with
Ha ha ha, and nobody else, now