Luyện nghe bài hát Party Ya Ass Off

Say Say what?

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Whassup girl?
Drink, smoke, ya ass off
You you ain't got no ass to party off
But fuck it, we'll work wit'chu, Tha Liks

I know y'all heard the 'bout Tha Alkies grand finale
How J-Ro shot Swift and Tash out of Cali
that shit is true, half that shit is true lies
It'll be a cold day in hell before the Likwit crew

All I can say is save some for me
We the best that did it and bow out gracefully
Yeah, we three solo careers about to blast off
But about now we bout to party ya ass off

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my pen electric slides across the pages of my notepad
With no dad, CaTash spans the like a nomad
I go grab the dollars while askin' whose is it
bitches on the list when the Likwit crew visits

Xzibit that's my nigga, stop askin' stupid
I got too much time invested in these sessions
Let's get the show on the road, spot dates, award
J-Ro tell these niggaz what the we in it for?

We in it for the love, we in it for the
We in it for the chicks 'round in fuzzy slippers
We on our final mission and we to blast off
Drink, smoke, ya ass off

ain't tic-tac-toe, I got a click clack flow
The number one objective is to get dough
From to Corona droppin' hip-hop on ya
Tha Liks are on your side like a kidney donor

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My is bond, your bond is ten percent
You ask your moms to put the house up but is payin' rent
You got bent, at all the shit you sent her through
Out there startin' like the King T interview

I'm the Bryant Gumbel, the city is a jungle
That's why we smoke trees and stack cheese by the
You fake A and R's make me think it be beautiful
To throw a live hand grenade up in your

All I know is rap labels is craps
Put yo' nuts on the coffin and pray to angels
My tour dangles from my neck to my wishbone
We been on tour everybody, Snoop Dogg to Fishbone

J-Ro, one degrees
I chain smoke MC's, and you'll be burnin' beggin'
Alkaholiks got y'all for years
Now we drinkin' beers at the bar like on Cheers

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