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 this up, yo, yo,

When the on, the pores are drawn like pictures
The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get
before long you need stitches in your long Johns
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat,

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

When I'm in mode, three-eighty blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes it Jay-Z doe, crazy flow
great, dominate your 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 dude
Doctors pushin' on your tryin' to bring you through

All my party gon' do what? Gonna get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get lighters lit up, make them 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 them lit up, T got some gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo'

Fuckin' with Mag, end up in a hospital
Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick of what I said to him
On a track star take it in the kitchen
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 with a bad Puerto Rican chick

Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up car
You goin' real far, see the chainsaw?
the law, like turnin' a dyke
When it come to man that just like Mike

I care what you like, I'll make you run in outer space
If you go to court man, only you got a case
For real, I'm faced on a hill of ice
Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the

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

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

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

hit 'em with 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
Twitchin' and to get up, I hit 'em up

With somethin' to vibe to and ride to
With the stanky inside you, listen to a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' that you in the kitchen to
Somethin' you bump on the porch or the

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

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

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

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

wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow ow
Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, 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 you first found me?
I was at Burger King
Now take a look around me
Look at all these cars, look at all these

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

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

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

I made it far
Made it yo' money
Made it yo' car
Made it yo' naggin'
Now who's the star

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

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