Luyện nghe bài hát Party Crasher

Aww shit, not these again
Aiyyo
I'm only lettin' of you motherfuckers in here tonight
If man ain't on the guest list
He get to the back of the line
And you know another thing?
I don't give a fuck if a spill a drink
In this motherfucker
I'm kickin' all y'all the outta here

Uhh
Muh'fuckers be up in the scared to fuckin' death
Nigga if you scared why don't yo' ass just stay the home
it out, uhh

Me and mines at the door, tryin' to pay your fees
Stop playin', you fuckin' with me, I my way in
Bum there's plenty of us to tear the club up
Guzzlin' Bacardi and such, I a Dutch
Bouncin' lookin' like he want war
Now I ain't the one you got to front Pah me down like the law
As I stumble in the
Topsey off the Bacardi for sure

near the bar section, rolled the L
And kept steppin', concealed weapon, razor
star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacket
Who that kid, on the dance floor for matches?
Burn somethin', one toke got me
Took another then I passed it, choke
Fantastic, ain't no joke
Especially that smoke mixed with hashish

on the dance floor, shakin' they asses
That millon broke niggaz, that makin' passes
with the eye glasses, body work is Boombastic
Skin like molasses, mmm
At last it's, time to step and make her
Niggas headin' toward the bathroom tuckin' they
Brothers got to keep it movin', playin' with
won't hesitate to snatch a Cuban, you know what this is

Yo Duke that's your diamonds there, God?
Yo that shit'll go right where my people ain't now
Yo don't touch my

Now it's on in the lavatory, I a scream
End of couldn't find shorty, party scene's
Now a fucked up chaotic thing, be long
Before the intervene, the territory
Can't we all get along, the ruckus
Got big bouncin' muh'fuckers, to rush us
I can take a hint, what? Can smell the
Of a hell environment, the odds against us

Back to the y'all, refuse to fall
All on deck yes, prepare to brawl
Uhh, every time I try to a good time why?
always fuckin' it up, killin' my high, damn
Monkey wrench they whole program, over
By that time I'm sober
In the midst of this whole fo' soldiers, dead gone
You can tell that they was heat

Everybody hit the deck when expose tech, I fled the set
Bitch slipped and caught a neck, some Brooklyn kids
Rushed the coat check, they whole set, Duke
Half to death and his Rolex, it's horrible
Like a front page article, Pitiful
About a step now we critical, uhh
As I boned out I heard the shout
Niggaz, yea cold turn the out
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh