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 like pictures
The niggaz is all gone these triggers get witcha
Nigga before long you stitches in your long Johns
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat,

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

When I'm in crazy mode, blows like
Maceo, leave acey that's it Jay-Z doe, crazy flow
great, dominate your 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 party people 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 some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, T got some gangsta
That's beatin' in yo'

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

'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 with a bad Puerto Rican chick

Fat as my and she a dick 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 that 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 faced on a hill of ice
Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the

Timbaland good for that, I invented
Hear the hi-hat, hear the 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 people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!"

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

All my party people gon' do Get crunk
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lit up, T got some 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 ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut
Twitchin' and to get up, I hit 'em up

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

Or it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a mark
You can it to clear your 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 wasn't ridin' slick
You can let mind cruise for miles
They can't tell a sucker who's allowed, a strap on the mic
I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, the crowd

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

All my party people gon' do 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 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 Get crunk
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, T got some shit
That's 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, bounce wit me, shake wit me, 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 these cars, look at all girls

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

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

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

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

I made it far
Made it without yo'
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 understand it
why people like myself, only hang with self
Ha ha ha, and else, easy now