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

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

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

When I'm in crazy mode, blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes 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 life's in danger dude
pushin' on your chest tryin' to bring you through

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

with Mag, nigga end up in a hospital
Sittin' on the corner of the bed, 'cause of what I said to him
On a track star beef it in the kitchen
Cookin' all niggaz taste like chicken

Hittin 'em high, in the ear
on 'em muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker
You turnin' a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog
I'm at the Rucker with a bad Rican 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 turnin' a
When it come to that man that just like

I don't care what you like, I'll make you run in 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 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 people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!"

All my party gon' do what? Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, them get up
With 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 gangsta shit
That's beatin' in yo'

hit 'em with the um
Ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do
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' to vibe to and ride to
With the stanky inside you, to while a freak lickin' you
Go on a bogus mission to, somethin' you crip-walk in the kitchen to
you bump on the porch or the park

Or pump it while you displayin' yo' heart when you on a mark
You can it to clear your head from 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 ridin'
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 Get buck
Get some liquor in the gut, so
Get them lighters lit up, make get up
somethin' the East and West gon' bump

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

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

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

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

Why you tryin' to put down 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
Always dis and dat
Your screamin', "We love him!"
See girls, love me

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

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

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

Ya know what I'm
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 nobody else, now