Luyện nghe bài hát Pitch In On A Party

Momma I know you you wanted
A record that you could to
no cussing and shit
I tried but I still do this

Jinga, jinga we've got the
With so much heat it's hard for us to the first singer
It don't matter I'm underground anyways
Rich, bald, bitch and fly, anyways

You dirty niggas y'all too to dance
Y'all need to ease up off that now before splint y'all pants
And leave that up to my niggas, fly niggas
Getting you and I niggas, don't try niggas

I changed my mind, I don't want bitch
'Cuz ass women just don't get rich
You could her
I'd rather a Fifi bag because it's cheaper

You can't come up for NL, I deeper
And my hold is so cold, a sleeper, so pass the reafer
And to you false balling niggas just grab crotches
But if you nigga, pat your pockets

And for sure, got yours
I've got mine's and we're
So call up
Let's in on a party for sure

You've got
I've got mine's and we're
So up everybody
Let's in on a party for sure

Alright, play the potato, let's take a ballad
On who gonna invite the hoes that make the party
'Cuz we don't need a whole crib full of dudes
And come the police with them big black boots again

niggas out, hand cuffing and stuffing
They banging Jacky chicken in they
And time to pitching a fit
'Cuz somebody rolled her bud in a blunt
And won't pass the

Who keeps turning the lights on? Why the music skipping?
And why these khaki niggas tripping?
I know I'm Quik and I'm still delighted
Five-hundred dollars worth of star about to hide it

'Cuz ain't drinking mine up
You better drink that anj and palmason and the rest of that up
You party haters to stop it
I think we about to pat your pockets

And for sure, got yours
I've got and we're balling
So call up
pitch in on a party for sure

You've got
got mine's and we're balling
So call up
pitch in on a party for sure

Hey, baby, my left me today
So which one of you old ass bitches
Wanna come in here and

That's what my told and try to cop the Cancun
Then I caught him in there hunching in my downstairs
And in the and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big screen TV, where pants go?

of you niggas I swear
I try to throw y'all a ragedy ass party and don't even care
Cigarette in my plush, empty beer bottles in the brush
And my acting like a lush

Boy what else could go
Somebody kick the extension out

Move! Y'all gotta be of the clumsiest muthafuckas
To the sounds, now

done, fucked up, get out, get on
Speed up nigga, get up, your weed on
Ya nigga, the drunk nigga it
Your pockets, that's I'm here for, K go

You've got
I've got mine's and we're
So call up
pitch in on a party for sure

You've got
I've got mine's and we're
So call up
Let's in on a party for sure

got yours
I've got and we're balling
So up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for

You've got
I've got and we're balling
So call up
Let's pitch in on a party for