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
Turn up, yo, yo, yeah

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

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

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

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 on your chest tryin' to bring you through

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

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

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

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

Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up car
You ain't goin' far, see the chainsaw?
Breakin' the law, like a dyke
When it 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, wish you got a case
For real, I'm fuckin' on a hill of ice
Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the

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

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

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

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

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

Or pump it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a
You can play it to clear your head from 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 people gon' do what? Get buck
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lit up, make them get up
With somethin' the East and West bump

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 in yo' trunk

All my party gon' do what? Get buck
Get some in the gut, so whassup?
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 gangsta
beatin' in yo' trunk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ya what I'm sayin'?
Why it gotta happen to 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