Luyện nghe bài hát Party Starter (Freshman Remix)

Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the starter
You might have a good but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to my song
And we could dance all night to the mornin'

Oh, I'm the party
You might have a good time but we harder
So, tell the DJ to my song
And we dance all night to the early mornin'

Dance, an aphrodisiac, gyrating
Simulating sensual acts to stimulating tracks
I thought I was just gon' come out and get a brew and relax
But no, uh uh, when you're the party
It's like on call, you're what the doctor ordered
It's you gotta block the border to the door
And shock 'em when boring, get on the floor

Ughh, it's the bomber, mic in my vest
Tight, to my chest
Like I'ma run up in the party
And be like oh, my callin'
Big, will, my name, whoop
Writin' rhymes, my game, whoop
Ask me again and tell you the same, whoop
Just write ya number down right next to ya name,

Whoa, I'm the party
You might have a good but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my
And we could dance all to the early mornin'

Oh, I'm the starter
You might have a good time but we harder
So, the DJ to play my song
And we dance all night to the early mornin'

He was raised in the days when the was raised
rap occasion, new and amazing
The back of the stage is and gazin'
Prayin' for the day they would one day him
Studied the of the game and made it
Came through the and the haze and played it, perfect
Days any person and cursed him, he was unfazed

He waited, it was worth it, he never
He it, slavin', on the road blazin'
when he was low, nothin' could raise him
He to the show and somethin' uncaged him
Like the pope, but its crusade
I'm braids that's never gon' fade, ya heard
I'm like, 23's on an escalade, throw me into the
Like you threw a grenade,

Whoa, I'm the party
You might have a good time but we harder
So, tell the DJ to play my
And we could all night to the early mornin'

Oh, I'm the party
You have a good time but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my
And we dance all night to the early mornin'

I call for the days of the
the artistry was cultivated
You know, back when rap was smart and
We rap without A and R's and ultimatums, damn
Now I could say I long for the days
When the party was all partyin'
I was a mini-party then
My mind when I call my pen

The big question, I run the mind a vittle
Food for thought or the rhyme a little
But will if you come to high that'll alienate
And won't buy it, yo
Look, people getting trapped in the
And they be clappin', even the rappin' is wack
Yo, happened, when did we get happy wit that?
He's old-fashioned, yup, but let's be happy he's

Whoa, I'm the party
You might have a good but we party harder
So, the DJ to play my song
And we could dance all night to the mornin'

Oh, I'm the party
You might have a good time but we party
So, the DJ to play my song
And we could dance all to the early mornin'