Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin' at the Party

Yeah, uh, huh
Yeah this what we do, we gon' fall through the hood
up the lil' homies and hit the motherfuckin' party, bang out
Dig I'm saying, we gon let them niggaz get, they walk on
We gon' get our ride on and leave with a couple of
And rep this Dub S thang to the fullest West side, like

When the music is bumpin' and the homies give it
All the hoes is and you know they all fuckin'
Got the Henny in glass, big puffin' on
And the niggaz outside and these bitches fight
Then them niggaz up and they deuces all wired
And you know we banged out the homies come around
One times always turning it up we bangin' at the party

We through on that 22 shoe
In that SL500 chappell light blue
In cal-aye, we hit the
You ain't got it like that, in the alley, nigga
Get in line while we the line for ya
Get inside where we gettin'
On the floor with a big behind
Nigga, get mad 'cause your dick ain't mind

So you see the west side up in V.I.P
bring your ass up there and try to be Ali
I'll beat your ass down just to be on TV
We bad publicity'll sell another CD
Fuck with that, fuck this and I fuck with the crys
Only fuck with the dough, never fuck with you
And if you're just getting in, motherfucker you
'Cause we bangin' at the

When the music is and the homies give it somethin'
All the hoes is comin' and you know all fuckin'
Got the in glass, big puffin' on somethin'
And the niggaz and these bitches wanna fight
Then them niggaz pulled up and they deuces all
And you know we banged out the homies come around
One times always turning it up we bangin' at the party

Yeah, you it's a white tee occasion
We in G formation, a G nation
I up three wheels, swangin' a rag fo'
Hop out the sag low, strapped with the mag fo'
It's cash flow, thick money rolls and thick

We got those and a party on the block loc
And it's a on the block dawg
You know it's packed full of
That's active and on hoes
your broad is a negative
The twenty-third letter, I'm an O G and this

Believe, Skoop never nervous to a hoe
Plus I got sets on deck, servin' like McEnroe
K Mac fa sho, I'll give you you askin' fo'
Why treat a like a bitch and let a hoe be a hoe
It's a Dub S C thang, the name
H double O with the connect gang, nigga

Let 'em walk, walk, let 'em
(If down with the connect then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you're with a tech then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you your set then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If you a vet then, ya)

Walk, walk,
(If the bitch fuck then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Outline niggaz with the chalk then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(If sippin' on that dark then, ya)
Walk, walk,
(Y'all niggaz don't it)

When the music is and the homies give it somethin'
All the hoes is comin' and you know they all
Got the in glass, big puffin' on somethin'
And the niggaz and these bitches wanna fight
them niggaz pulled up and they deuces all wired
And you know we banged out when the come around
One times always turning it up because we at the party