Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

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

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

Me and mines at the door, ain't tryin' to pay your
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 split a
nigga lookin' like he want war
Now I ain't the one you got to Pah pattin' me down like the law
As I stumble in the
Topsey off the Bacardi for sure

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

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

Yo Duke that's your diamonds there, God?
Yo that shit'll go right my people ain't right now
Yo touch 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
the sirens intervene, the territory
Can't we all get along, without the
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, to brawl
Uhh, every time I try to have a good time
Somebody always fuckin' it up, killin' my high,
Monkey wrench they whole program, over
By that time I'm dead
In the midst of this whole 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 a broke neck, some Brooklyn kids
the coat check, they whole set, stompin' Duke
Half to death and his Rolex, it's horrible
Like a front page article, Mister
About a step now we critical, uhh
As I boned out I heard the people
Niggaz, yea cold turn the out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh