Luyện nghe bài hát Party Heart

The music gets into my heart
Now I'm just ready to go before the party start
Girl I'm not gon' break party heart
Girl I'm just letting you because we bout to party hard
I hope you to go

1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, door
Rims tall as John though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex
Mister T necklace, Slick rings, diamonds dancing through the night
Pregamed all day, waiting for the
I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and
Told her it light cause later on gon' be tight
6-4 low rider gold pipes, stars and the stripes
Spangled Banner cameras and the lights, out tonight
Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at
Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all us

Me and got the same whips
Me and Dwyane on the same
Me and Wiz burn the same
Me and Stalley need the same
Me and bone the same chicks
Me and Wale rock the kicks
Contract like I play for the
My crib look like I'm playing with bricks
My Chevrolet like a marble floor
Baby keep it raw, you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, bottles galore
We can party in exclusive couture
Starting at your toes and I'm north
Down south boy, diabolical
belt, spent a G for it
The G5 for a D-boy

[Verse 3: 2
You know I like to party hard, hard,
Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard,
Throw it to my dogs, now far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron like
Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout caper
Damn near got carpel trying to count this paper
Met a named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother with the work, trying to get my up
Had a crib with the when I was 24
rims for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, they been exposed
If you really getting money then really dough
I'm on the phone with a bitch say she wanna smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she broke
Man what gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna
All you gotta do is pay and pay attention
I wanna God, for this permission, with this intention