Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

Aww shit, not these again
Aiyyo
I'm lettin' five of you motherfuckers in here tonight
If your man on the guest list
He get to the back of the line
And you know another thing?
I give a fuck if a bitch spill a drink
In motherfucker tonight
I'm all y'all the fuck outta here

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

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

near the bar section, rolled the L
And steppin', concealed weapon, razor sharp
Blue star hatchet, in the sleeve of my
Who that kid, on the dance floor lookin' for
Burn somethin', one got me blasted
another toke then I passed it, choke
Fantastic, herb ain't no
Especially that smoke mixed with hashish

Ladies on the dance floor, they asses
That millon dollar niggaz, that makin' passes
Honey with the eye glasses, body is Boombastic
Skin blackberry molasses, mmm
At last it's, time to and make her mine
headin' toward the bathroom tuckin' they shines
Brothers got to it movin', playin' with kids
That hesitate to snatch a Cuban, you know what this is

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

Now it's on in the lavatory, I heard a
End of story couldn't find shorty, scene's
Now a fucked up thing, won't be long
the sirens intervene, the territory
Can't we all get along, the ruckus
Got big bouncin' muh'fuckers, to rush us
I can take a hint, what? Can smell the
Of a bent environment, the odds against us

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

Everybody hit the deck when expose tech, I fled the set
Bitch slipped and caught a broke neck, Brooklyn kids
Rushed the coat check, they whole set, stompin'
to death and took his Rolex, it's horrible
Like a front article, Mister Pitiful
a step away now we critical, uhh
As I boned out I heard the people
Niggaz, yea cold the party out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh