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
this 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 your long
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat,

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

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

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

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

All my party people do what? Get crunk
Get some in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, T got some 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 it in the kitchen
Cookin' all niggaz taste like chicken

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

Fat as my and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car
You ain't goin' real far, see the
Breakin' the law, like turnin' a
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

good for that, I invented that
Hear the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the
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 party people sayin', "This a track!"

All my party gon' do what? 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 people 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

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

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

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

Used to rock up at the block club, the wasn't ridin' slick
You can let your mind 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 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 what? Get
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get lighters lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo'

All my party people 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 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
That's beatin' in yo'

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, wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me
Ow, one time, wit me, bounce wit me, yo, ahh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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