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 this up, yo, yo,

the war's on, the pores are drawn like pictures
The niggaz is all when these triggers get witcha
Nigga before you need stitches in your long Johns
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
Niggaz throwed dawg, at your clothes

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

C'mon, get gun on, your mask and gloves
I ask for love, I blast 'em up
my gangsta dude or your life's in danger dude
Doctors pushin' on your tryin' to bring you through

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

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

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 star beef it in the kitchen
Cookin' all niggaz 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 dick sucker, get up car
You ain't goin' real far, see the
Breakin' the law, like a dyke
When it come to that man just like Mike

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

Timbaland for that, I invented that
the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the track
Remember one in a when I left ya back
sayin', "How you get your sound like that?"
I don't know playa, I'm a cat
Got party dancin' to dis and dat
Got party people sayin', "This a track!"

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

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

Timbaland hit 'em the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do
Stop frontin' you the new cut
Like a ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut
and itchin' to get up, I hit 'em up

With somethin' skanless to to and ride to
With the stanky inside you, listen to while a freak you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' that you in the kitchen to
you bump 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 like down for when they in the dark

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm tired of all that 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' that's only Tim?
Yeah whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only 'Cause

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

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

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