Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

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

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

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

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

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

Yo Duke that's your 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 couldn't shorty, party scene's
Now a fucked up chaotic thing, be long
the sirens intervene, the territory
Can't we all get along, the ruckus
Got big muh'fuckers, tryin' to rush us
I can take a hint, what? Can smell the
Of a hell bent environment, the odds us

Back to the y'all, refuse to fall
All hands on deck yes, prepare to
Uhh, every time I try to have a good why?
Somebody always fuckin' it up, killin' my high,
Monkey wrench they program, party over
By that time I'm sober
In the midst of this whole shit fo' soldiers, gone
You can tell that they was 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, Duke
Half to death and his Rolex, it's horrible
Like a front page article, Mister
About a away now we critical, uhh
As I out I heard the people shout
Niggaz, yea cold turn the out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh