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

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

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

When I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty 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 ask for love, I blast 'em up
Respect my gangsta dude or your in danger dude
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 gon'

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 in yo' trunk

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

'em high, right in the ear
Slicin' on 'em vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker
You turnin' a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog
I'm at the Rucker with a bad Puerto chick

Fat as my and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car
You ain't goin' far, see the chainsaw?
Breakin' the law, like a dyke
When it come to that man that just Mike

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

good for that, I invented that
Hear the hi-hat, hear the bassline on the
one in a million when I left ya back
Producers sayin', "How you get sound like 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 gon' do what? Get buck
Get some in the gut, so whassup?
Get lighters lit up, make them get up
With the East and West gon' bump

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

Timbaland hit 'em the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do
Stop you bumpin' 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 crip-walk in the to
Somethin' you bump on the or the park

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

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

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

All my party people 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 bump

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

Bounce wit me, wit me, bounce, ow ow ow
Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me,
wit me, bounce 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
at all these cars, look at all these girls

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

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

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

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

I it this far
Made it yo' money
Made it yo' car
Made it yo' naggin'
Now look who's the

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