Luyện nghe bài hát Party and Bullshit

Black Walt told me if you wanna banga
you gotta start with a hard ass and a snare (yea)
Add some ass music around and a hard MC and you got

1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause on planet Earth pays
like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am wood (chaa)
I just, lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, it come to women, ya man Aarons good
I done been more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I ain't the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters below the pool pit (chaa)
40 and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
not telling how drunk and how you'll get

2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and
Booze it floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we it
Not the Biancas we
Everybody lose it, to our music

[Verse 2: Big
And they like, and like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why We can flick a few (fuck yea)
the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your rapper
But I do my thing extra, no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth so proper
They choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big
Shit I receive more tongue a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me
No to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that
Aye, Aye

2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and
it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we it
Not the Biancas we
Everybody lose it, to our music

[Verse 3:
Okay... you said 24
Imma you keep it here
I go by the of Shadow

Yo, yo flow me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
ready, a killer that flows angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah imma keep it
My inner voices told my voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a on his back
Who told em I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka
Its a party, im with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper die
Who you know could spit a this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up view with a view
like Jones
Yall clones, my style is the
you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin is a ritual
I liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a
Im so not Common, but I see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody me
So Tech, call Trav now and tell him sign me

2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and
it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we it
Not the we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our

Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, vodka and sprite boy