Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

Get back before I get raised, get
Do some extreme shit, keep from bored
Now it's up, hoes come a nickel a dozen
get hot and get fucked and don't remember from buzzin'

That's why you don't see me, I at the club
I'm with my homies in the city of hugs
Because need me more than that hoe
The big fat hoe get every ballin' nigga in the saddle

Lap dance, fat chance, hot pants, you the man
Now a days you tell, watch the crotch, it might swell
You needs a pap smear, you need to if you got an STD
Some little critters in ya trap

Get on, me and my is indivisible
And don't floss money, it looks better it's invisible
We get props from Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style, the D-J Q-U-I-K no C style
In yo' town, don't trip nigga, it goes

And when you see me in all blue, you gon'
But I'm rigid the ghetto, I'm rigid rap
or respect bitch, I'd rather have the digits than DAT
So give me the hats, do you want the meat or the
Put heat on my and I'ma hell look sweet on my lap
'Cause it's the same thang kill the gang bang
Set for the kids, on how to maintain
Never be a lame

Y'all gotta feel the same pain
That put a nigga me on the mainframe
Bow down, up nigga, I'm hot now
And don't try to resuscitate me when I'm shot
Just my homie Theo on the radio
And let him know his little Quiksta had to go
Because 'Gangsta, Gangsta', that's what they

But do dirt, get caught, and start tellin'
Talkin' to you G's with no
We was throwin' and runnin' from
gangsta rappin' was an art
Nigga so don't test ya vest
'Cause real niggas do real thangs up under
That's the C-P-T, young G with heart, too
Oh we still party, but now it's two

And I wanna party wit you, hell naw
'Cause you scary
You 20 years old, with 3 kids, 7
You're bald but legs are hairy

I don't party wit you, hell naw
You to put some lotion on
'Cause ya is peelin' around them bullet wounds on ya back
You're fat you're abortion-prone

I'd rather be a exec, than the puppet on the other end
Danglin' by a neuce on his
can't handle me, 'cause I'm where the [Incomprehensible] be
And underground nigga on Erickston, now there is the

That roll wit, take control wit
a ball, break bread, and share the store wit
Even though I'm thirsty for in the worst way
I ain't go cry if I don't go on the first day
Watch me, get my hustle on with the friendly

Y'all got papers but I got the latest
A dollars a truck, is what I crack
And if you ain't got that, wishin'
And to you niggas in the maze
at a player with [Incomprehensible] ways
Keep lickin' on other sound

And stay north of the 105 Hip Hop heads, 'cause this is
Right by the water, do right by ya daughter
But at all the shit that I done bought her
See lyrics ain't nothin' if the beat ain't
And these smackin', that's why the G's keep stackin', nigga

I don't party wit you, hell naw
'Cause nigga a scuffla
Your braids is dingy, your ain't got no creases
And your look like you sucked a muffler

I don't wanna party wit you, naw
'Cause you didn't know me
When you was fine as wine and
Now you sick from smokin' shit
You're and plus you're boney

W-E-S-T, C-O-A-S-T, where the hydroponic with no seeds be
So don't when you see me on the TV, or my CD
And my eyes are really
See the [Incomprehensible] is free, me for bein' speaky
on y'all that wanna jeek me

What makes you even try way?
Yeah I might be fly, but I fly that way
Hmm, on a gallon a Sisco I could never go disco
I ain't from Frisco

And to these bitches, trippin', we ain't layin' wit y'all
because we say we wanna fuck, we playin' wit y'all
This is entertainment, we tryna' make us change
We ain't impressed by what you got up your Hanes
Bitch yo' trap, and that's yo' sap

Let me the cap while she sit in yo' lap
Homie, don't you me
Jealous-ass wanna flow me
Just yo' woman wanna blow me
On the strength I that hoe a tittie-toy
'Cause I'm the only ugly nigga gettin' away bein' pretty boy

I don't wanna party wit you, naw
Now this is how the bounce
We stay away from you niggas
Always beggin' and got a dime on the 40 oz

I don't party wit you hell naw
'Cause hoe you toe-back, with that ol' ass roll
And ya stockin' like Avon
And that horse want his 'fro

I don't party wit you hell naw
And nigga I stand ya
And I ain't got nothin' but advice,
A map, a bar of soap, some water and a to hand ya

I don't wanna wit you hell naw
Now I'ma be wit it
All my fuckin' life I ain't never fame
But since the done came I gotta deal wit it

I don't party wit you
Ya know, but I'ma do it my homie say
Check it, I don't give a fuck fame
I'd rather deal the money, y'all can have the name
I'm out,