Luyện nghe bài hát The Party

Thousand of weed
Riding in my car so fast I wont turn down the
Them don't use they feet no more, they break down to their knees
And suck me like a
Rose in my champagne and diamonds in my ring
Uh, some, that's your bitch on my dick, I might let her hold something
You niggas smoking sevens Imma a whole onion, whole youngin, oh
Same ones hate, same ones that tag along
No Blackberry, too many lame niggas my phone
Call me world Wiz cause I'm never home
Ever leave me round your I'mma get her stoned
And you that, I rock camos and throwbacks
And go download some of my old and go play somewhere there's hoes at
Fucking high, and you down where them lows at
Gettin tired of hearing my flow jacked go head me a joint you cant roll that

I got a lot of hochie,
and I'm rolling up for anyone in here that me
Everybody smoking, yeah it's a party, oh, its a
Everybody papers, nobody smoking blunts
Bitches rolling and my niggas fucked up
Yeah a party oh, it's a party

Quarter pound of that sour, four days on tour
Sleeping on how we smoke, see all these on this floor
Every state we score, fill those papers be raw
like a piece of chalk in my hand but I ain't writing on the chalkboard
And I heard its a party, its a party its a party but I'm
Them niggas smoking garbage, I'm no
We give 5 j's out half zips? Nigga that's really
Ain't weed up in that swisha to get you high, you joking
Niggas claim that they be high, be hella low
When they gang up in the building you gon' smell sour smoke
I could get that shit my backyard, go pick it out myself
Yellow light let me slow it down, need some help
28 enough you need more
All weed over here, that's 1 weed jar
When planes get the flying, niggas wanna part
Smoking crash with the plane, Amelia

I got a lot of hochie,
and I'm rolling up for in here that knows me
Everybody smoking, it's a party, oh, its a party
smoking papers, nobody smoking blunts
Bitches weed and my niggas fucked up
it's a party oh, it's a party

What I smoke in one day, these niggas smoke in one week
round and its just me, Pepsi can, playing that Bun B
Gotta smoke that dope on the run with me, comfortably, I'm smoking
Doing speeds, who me, probably a chick from TMZ
I make her roll two or three, let her smoke and feel the breeze
Ya'll chip in on a half a zip, counting grams, saving
Average shit, it was us just out in NY
to GOD we let ten fly, that's ten planes with ten guys
Nine smoke, someone left without his mind pot
Planes Continental, nonstop
You get zips, well get some P's
your spliffs and ragged bitch tell me how does she breath
Perfect planes, we them G6s
And its me chilling, me and three bitches
Rolling up its cool, come this bong rip
Pack this bold straight dope, your lungs rip

I got a lot of hochie,
and I'm rolling up for anyone in here knows me
Everybody smoking, yeah a party, oh, its a party
Everybody smoking papers, nobody smoking
Bitches rolling weed and my niggas up
it's a party oh, it's a party