Luyện nghe bài hát Pitch In On A Party

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who keeps the lights on? Why the music keep skipping?
And why these dirty khaki tripping?
I don't know I'm Quik and I'm still
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 of that wine up
You party haters to stop it
I think we really about to pat pockets

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

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

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

That's what my told 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 screen TV, your pants go?

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

Boy what could go wrong?
kick 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
up nigga, get up, take your weed on
Ya nigga, the drunk said it
Your pockets, where I'm here for, K go

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

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

You've got
got mine's and we're balling
So call up
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