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 this up, yo, yo,

When the war's on, the pores are like pictures
The is all gone when these triggers get witcha
Nigga before you need stitches in your long Johns
A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat,

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

When I'm in mode, three-eighty blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes that's it doe, crazy flow
Rhyme great, your radio

C'mon, get gun on, your mask 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 chest tryin' to 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 and West gon' bump

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

with 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' all niggaz taste like 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 Rucker with a bad Puerto 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 that 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' on a hill of ice
Mag hot now 50 G's the price

Timbaland good for that, I invented
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 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 gon' do what? Get buck
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 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 gon' do
Stop you bumpin' 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' skanless to to and ride to
With the stanky you, listen to while a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, that you crip-walk in the kitchen to
Somethin' you bump on the or the park

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

Used to rock up at the block club, the players wasn't ridin'
You can let your mind 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 gon' do what? Get buck
Get liquor in the gut, so whassup?
Get them lighters lit up, them get up
With somethin' the East and gon' bump

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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