Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

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

Uhh
Muh'fuckers be up in the club scared to 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 fuckin' with me, I my way in
Bum rush plenty of us to tear the club up
Bacardi and such, I split a Dutch
Bouncin' lookin' like he want war
Now I ain't the one you got to front Pah me down like the law
As I in the party
Topsey off the Limon for sure

Loungin' near the bar section, the L
And kept steppin', concealed weapon, sharp
Blue star hatchet, in the of my jacket
Who that kid, on the dance lookin' for matches?
somethin', one toke got me blasted
Took toke then I passed it, choke
Fantastic, herb no joke
Especially that smoke mixed with hashish

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

Yo that's your diamonds right there, God?
Yo that shit'll go right where my people right now
Yo don't touch my

Now it's on in the lavatory, I heard a
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 bouncin' muh'fuckers, tryin' to us
I can take a hint, what? Can smell the
Of a hell environment, the odds against us

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

Everybody hit the when they expose tech, I fled the set
Bitch slipped and caught a broke neck, some kids
Rushed the coat check, they whole set, Duke
Half to death and took his Rolex, it's
a front page article, Mister Pitiful
About a away now we critical, uhh
As I boned out I the people shout
Niggaz, yea cold turn the out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh