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 gotta do

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

You niggas y'all 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, fly niggas
Getting you and I niggas, don't try niggas

I my mind, I don't want your bitch
sorry ass women just don't get rich
You keep her
I'd rather have a 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 balling niggas just grab your crotches
But if you paid nigga, pat pockets

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

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

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 come the police with them big black again

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

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

'Cuz y'all ain't drinking up
You better drink anj and palmason and the rest of that wine up
You party haters need to it
I think we really about to pat your

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

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

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

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

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

Boy what else go wrong?
Somebody kick the extension out

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

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

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

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

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

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