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 war's on, the pores are drawn like
The niggaz is all gone when these get witcha
Nigga 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 nigga Timb on the hot
How you stop that? We can't be slowed
Niggaz throwed dawg, at your clothes

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

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

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

Fuckin' Mag, nigga end up in a hospital
Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick 'cause of I said to him
On a star beef take it in the kitchen
Cookin' MC's all niggaz taste like

'em high, right in the ear
Slicin' on 'em 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 cash and she a sucker, get up outcha car
You ain't goin' real far, see the
the law, like turnin' a dyke
When it come to that man just like Mike

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

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

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 bump

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

Timbaland hit 'em the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you do what?
frontin' 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 vibe to and to
With the stanky you, listen to while a freak lickin' 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 yo' heart when you flex on a mark
You can play it to clear head from drama with the feds
And all the homies like down for when they in the

Used to rock up at the block club, the players ridin' slick
You can let your mind cruise for
They tell a sucker who's allowed, with a strap on the mic
I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, the crowd

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

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

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'

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

Remember when you found me?
I was workin' at King
Now take a good look me
Look at all these cars, look at all these

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

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

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

I it this far
Made it yo' money
Made it yo' car
it without yo' naggin'
Now look 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
why people like myself, only hang with self
Ha ha ha, and else, easy now