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

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

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

Lap dance, fat chance, hot pants, you the man
Now a days you can't tell, watch the crotch, it might
You needs a pap smear, you need to if you got an STD
little critters in ya trap dear

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

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

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

But niggas do dirt, get caught, and tellin'
to you G's with no heart
We was and runnin' from bullets
gangsta rappin' was an art
Nigga so don't ya bullet-proof vest
'Cause real niggas do real up under stress
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 wanna party wit you, naw
You need to put lotion on
'Cause ya skin is around them bullet wounds on ya back
You're fat plus you're

I'd be a young exec, than the puppet on the other end
Danglin' by a on his neck
They can't me, 'cause I'm where the [Incomprehensible] be
And underground on Erickston, now there is the family

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

Y'all got papers but I got the latest
A hundred-thousand dollars a truck, is I crack
And if you got that, keep wishin'
And to you niggas in the maze
Comin' at a with [Incomprehensible] ways
lickin' on that other sound

And stay of the 105 Hip Hop heads, 'cause this is underground
by the water, can't 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 beats smackin', that's why the G's keep stackin', nigga

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

I wanna party wit you, hell naw
'Cause bitch you know me
you was fine as wine and thick
Now you sick from smokin' that
You're broke and plus boney

W-E-S-T, C-O-A-S-T, that's 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, pardon me for bein'
Switchin' on that wanna jeek me

makes you even try that way?
Yeah I might be fly, but I fly that way
Hmm, even on a gallon a Sisco I could never go
Dude I from Frisco

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

Let me the cap while she sit in yo' lap
Homie, don't you me
niggas 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' with bein' pretty boy

I don't wanna wit you, hell naw
Now this is how the sporty
We stay from you broke-ass niggas
Always beggin' and got a dime on the 40 oz

I don't wanna party wit you naw
'Cause hoe you toe-back, that ol' long ass roll
And ya stockin' smellin' like
And that horse his 'fro back

I wanna 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 party wit you naw
Now be real wit it
All my fuckin' I ain't never wanted fame
But since the shit done came I deal wit it

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