Luyện nghe bài hát Party Starter

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 dance all night to the early mornin'

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

Dance, an aphrodisiac, gyrating
Simulating sensual acts to musical tracks
I thought I was just gon' come out tonight and get a and relax
But no, uh uh, when the party starter
It's like on call, you're what the doctor ordered
like 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 run up in the party hollerin'
And be like oh, my callin'
Big, will, that's my name,
Writin' rhymes, my game, whoop
Ask me again and I'll you the same, whoop
Just write ya number down right next to ya name,

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

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

He was raised in the when the roof was raised
Every rap occasion, new and
The back of the stage is and gazin'
Prayin' for the day they one day praise him
Studied the ways of the and made it
Came through the and the haze and played it, perfect
Days any person hated and him, he was unfazed

He waited, it was it, he never retaliated
He saved it, slavin', on the road
Days when he was low, nothin' could him
He came to the show and uncaged him
the pope, but its party crusade
I'm like that's never gon' fade, ya heard
I'm like, 23's on an escalade, me into the rave
you threw a grenade, boom

Whoa, I'm the party
You might a good time 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 could dance all night to the mornin'

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

The big question, should I run the a vittle
Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a
But if you come to high that'll alienate folks
And they buy it, yo
Look, people getting in the track
And they be clappin', even when the rappin' is
Yo, happened, when did we get happy wit that?
He's old-fashioned, yup, but let's be he's back

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

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