Luyện nghe bài hát Pitch In On A Party

Momma I know you you wanted
A record that you listen to
With no cussing and
I tried but I still gotta do

Jinga, we've got the lingo
With so much heat it's hard for us to the first singer
It matter 'cuz I'm underground anyways
Rich, bald, called and fly, anyways

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

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

You come up for NL, I gets deeper
And my is so cold, it's a sleeper, so pass the reafer
And to you false balling just grab your crotches
But if you nigga, pat your pockets

And for sure, got yours
got mine's and we're balling
So up everybody
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

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

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

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

'Cuz y'all drinking mine up
You better that anj and palmason and the rest of that wine up
You party haters need to it
I think we really about to pat pockets

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

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

Hey, baby, my girlfriend me today
So which one of you old ragedy ass
Wanna come in and play?

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

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

Boy what else go wrong?
Somebody kick the cord out

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

Y'all done, up, get out, get on
up nigga, get up, take 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 balling
So call up
Let's pitch in on a party for

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