Luyện nghe bài hát Pitch In On A Party

Momma I know you said you
A record you could listen to
With no cussing and
I tried but I gotta 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, called and fly, anyways

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

I changed my mind, I want your bitch
'Cuz 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 deeper
And my hold is so cold, it's a sleeper, so pass the
And to you false balling niggas just grab crotches
But if you paid nigga, pat your

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

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

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

Kicking niggas out, hand cuffing and
banging Jacky chicken in they mouth
And to shine 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 skipping?
And why these dirty khaki niggas
I know I'm Quik and I'm still delighted
Five-hundred dollars worth of star about to hide it

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

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

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

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

That's what my told and try to cop the Cancun
Then I caught him in there hunching in my bathroom
And in the and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big TV, where your 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 beer in the brush
And my bitch acting a lush

Boy what else go wrong?
Somebody the extension cord out

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

Y'all done, up, get out, get on
Speed up nigga, get up, take your on
Ya nigga, the drunk said it
Your pockets, where I'm here for, K go

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

got yours
I've got mine's and balling
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 for sure

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