Luyện nghe bài hát Pitch In On A Party

Momma I know you said you
A that you could listen to
With no and shit
I tried but I still do this

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

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

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

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

And for sure, got yours
I've got mine's and balling
So up everybody
Let's pitch in on a for sure

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

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

Kicking niggas out, hand and stuffing
They Jacky chicken in they mouth
And time to pitching a fit
'Cuz somebody her bud in a heeny blunt
And won't the shit

Who turning the lights on? Why the music keep skipping?
And why these dirty niggas tripping?
I don't know I'm Quik and I'm delighted
Five-hundred dollars worth of white about to hide it

'Cuz y'all ain't mine up
You better that anj and palmason and the rest of that wine up
You party need to stop it
I think we really about to pat pockets

And for sure, you've got
I've got mine's and we're
So up everybody
pitch in on a party for sure

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

Hey, baby, my girlfriend left me
So one of you old ragedy ass bitches
Wanna in here and play?

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

Some of you niggas I
I try to throw y'all a ragedy ass and y'all don't even care
Cigarette burns in my plush, empty bottles in the brush
And my bitch acting 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, take weed on
Ya nigga, the nigga said it
Your pockets, where I'm here for, K go

got yours
I've got mine's and balling
So up everybody
Let's pitch in on a for sure

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

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

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