Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Party

[Intro:
Hey, yeah, uh
It's a over there, nah
a party over here, yeah
Fuck bullshit...

I ain't no Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe ya
Cause they got me by the balls; and I risk it all
Up in the Jamaican spot, biscuit out and all
Rudebwoy don't make me bloodclaat off
Me not the one you wan' off, see and
Don't be brave, me the safe and you'll be safe, see and
Cooperative... smart man
Blaow blaow! Shoulda been like that from the man
made truck, pop the trunk it's all wires
23-inch, all rims, no
Gritty motherfucker, Feds can't us
Got 'em all conceited, the way we leave 'em up
Nigga, I +R&B+ niggaz Usher
That stand for & Bang' niggaz once the R rush ya
My heart ain't pumpin, no
The way we run up on you niggaz your parents, and undress ya

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It don't matter what I go
Double-R's my,
And when shit just, ain't, good
I'm a it be, all right

I'm only out for the cream, y'all wanna know the (yup)
a tip, the tip of my gun head holds a beam
Roll with the team, with the rims so it seems
Like I'm movin slow I speed
Stomach's so empty my chest
Y'all be the great Batman but I stick niggaz up so I be the best +Robin+
I don't respect the D's, make 'em call sergeant
call me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like butter
I see your glistenin, that don't mean nothin to me
I be at your home and you ain't gon' like my company
Standin on your and I'm not +Welcome+
I buy bullets but I sell 'em, I just make sure niggaz felt 'em
Certain gotta feel 'em (yeah) at least I don't steal
Long as he come up out his shit, at least I won't
May be bad but life ain't all
Long as niggaz got that thing out and understood
all hood

I do my like a book of matches, I light shit
Might strike in one night, 'til my fire is lit
If I don't got a gun I'm wirin shit - it
I don't at ice admirin and shit, I'm thinkin how to make you up it
And is it it? Shit, my pockets is hurtin
And the only way I can sooth the is duke chain
I ask myself, is platinum?
Shit, the way I feel right now I'll take if I have to
I don't give a about this party so don't make me do it
Don't me make this DJ lower this goddamn music
runnin to they car cause you slumped over the bar
Look at everybody, havin a time, don't make me go that far
I got a nigga on corner with a good reach on ya
And I don't got the heat on me, so one move and they leap on ya
My clique keep the fumes strong like
we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the street owners