Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

Aww shit, not these again
listen
I'm only five of you motherfuckers in here tonight
If your man ain't on the guest
He get to the of the fuckin' line
And you know another motherfuckin'
I give a fuck if a bitch spill a drink
In motherfucker tonight
I'm kickin' all y'all the fuck outta

Uhh
Muh'fuckers be up in the scared to fuckin' death
Nigga if you scared why don't yo' ass just the fuck home
it out, uhh

Me and mines at the door, ain't tryin' to pay fees
Stop playin', you with me, I push my way in
Bum rush there's plenty of us to the club up
Guzzlin' Bacardi and such, I split a
Bouncin' nigga like he want war
Now I ain't the one you got to front Pah pattin' me down the law
As I in the party
off the Limon Bacardi for sure

Loungin' the bar section, rolled the L
And kept steppin', concealed weapon, razor
star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacket
Who that kid, on the floor lookin' for matches?
Burn somethin', one toke got me
Took toke then I passed it, choke
Fantastic, herb no joke
Especially that indo smoke mixed with

Ladies on the dance floor, shakin' they
That millon dollar broke niggaz, makin' passes
with the eye glasses, body work is Boombastic
Skin blackberry molasses, mmm
At last it's, time to step and make her
Niggas headin' toward the bathroom tuckin' shines
got to keep it movin', playin' with kids
That won't hesitate to snatch a Cuban, you know this is

Yo Duke that's your diamonds right there,
Yo that shit'll go right where my people ain't now
Yo don't my shit

Now on in the lavatory, I heard a scream
End of story find shorty, party scene's
Now a up chaotic thing, won't be long
Before the sirens intervene, the
we all get along, without the ruckus
Got big muh'fuckers, tryin' to rush us
I can take a hint, what? Can the stench
Of a hell environment, the odds against us

to the wall y'all, refuse to fall
All hands on deck yes, to brawl
Uhh, time I try to have a good time why?
always fuckin' it up, killin' my high, damn
Monkey wrench whole program, party over
By time I'm dead sober
In the midst of this whole shit fo' soldiers, gone
You can tell they was heat holders

Everybody hit the deck they expose tech, I fled the set
Bitch slipped and caught a broke neck, some Brooklyn
Rushed the coat check, they whole set, stompin'
Half to death and took his Rolex, it's
Like a front page article, Pitiful
About a step now we critical, uhh
As I boned out I heard the shout
Niggaz, yea turn the party out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh