Luyện nghe bài hát Afterparty

Damn, yo, yo
Woke up in the morning, ten a.m
Walked passed the Listerine, straight for the gin
Osama Bin Laden on my chinny chin

Yo, Meth, the
Yo, ghost, let him in
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the x, my bad, a pen

Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the
My is missin', my trees is missin'
No more parties, doc need to listen
'Cuz something in my closet, go look, he's a

I this bitch out, we be laid back

Yo, yo half a box of gone, my milk's warm
Mad strong, is John John, pro and con phenomenon
Stretch with a morning yawn, 'til the break of dawn
Ladies your faces on, sing it when the break come on

meet son see
Boats dough beats
No cat give you these, rap triple G's
Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we

Wu-Tang, the rap group of all time
Rush little shotgun, around nine
Refrigerator, fish and sweets with no
Dirty and Meth guest room with dimes

And U-G. had a headache
Him and Genius flew back from, Uganda black, that cake
Where at? Wine at
Tell a DJ to that, Killa killed it wit a blind back
Dime sack, you we blew that wit the cognac
Them ball lead head niggaz, we call them pawn yacks

I say my girl, to party all the time, Ghost
Spend up my ends, week, she always crime broke
God it's Friday, I just got paid
Feelin' good like I got laid

The drink's on me, instead of, oh God, you think O.G
White girls they out, like they Pink on E
So you get the party started, we get it crunk regardless
We got the 'dro and hypnotic, kids is puffin' garbage

Is it's crackin' at, Street is you passin' that?
is grabbin' ass, Johnny, I'm grabbin' back
You my habitat, you know my peoples
If you wit me, you at there ain't nothin' compared to that
on

Each son see
Boats dough beats
No ill as these, him and Ghost, nigga please
Meth, Ghost, Beez, you know we ride

Yo, I got me Seagram's gin
Everybody got cup, but they ain't chipped in
These muthafuckas be grown ass men
muthafuckas finish your shit then they bounce off with them

Come back again, off your gin
And when they try to get you for they ends, no friend
Eh, eh, no friend, eh, eh

Yeah, I got me Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cup, but they ain't in
cheap muthafuckas be grown ass men
Tight finish your shit then they bounce off with them

back again, drunk off your gin
And when they try to get you for they ends, no friend
Eh, eh, no friend, eh, eh

Yeah, greedy
Man, I I can't stand y'all muthafuckas
wanna get high, but never wanna buy
First one to come into the
Last one to leave, man, fuck all
Aiyo, check out
Mr. Streetlife, tell 'em where we come man