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

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

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

When I'm in crazy mode, blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes that's it doe, crazy flow
Rhyme great, your 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
Doctors pushin' on chest tryin' to bring you through

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

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

Fuckin' with Mag, end up in a hospital
Sittin' on the of the bed, sick 'cause of what I said to him
On a star beef take it in the kitchen
Cookin' MC's all niggaz like chicken

'em high, right in the ear
Slicin' on 'em muh'fucker style, I'm a bloodsucker
You into a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog
I'm at the Rucker a bad Puerto 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 you like, I'll make you run in outer space
If you go to court man, wish you got a case
For real, I'm fuckin' on a hill of ice
Mag hot now 50 G's the price

good 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 like that?"
I don't 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 do what? Get buck
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 gon' do what? Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, T got some shit
That's beatin' in yo'

Timbaland hit 'em the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do
frontin' you bumpin' the new cut
Like a 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 stanky inside you, listen to while a freak you
Go on a mission to, somethin' that you crip-walk in the kitchen to
Somethin' you on the porch or the park

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

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

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

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

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

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

Remember you first found me?
I was at Burger King
Now take a good look me
Look at all these cars, look at all girls

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

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

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

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

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

Ya know what I'm
Why it gotta happen to people like me, I get it
I understand it
That's why people like myself, only with self
Ha ha ha, and nobody else, now