[ HOOK 2X ] Yeah, we gon crash the party Niggas don't know? You better ask somebody If I ain't on the list, you should add me probably Shit ain't no joke, we ain't laughin hardly
[ VERSE 1: Torae ] Yeah, we up in this bitch Lotta niggas in here look like they got chips Lotta niggas in here lookin like they rich They dressin like Pharrel but they ain't got the Clips(e) Nope, so they sittin to get got That billionaire boys club shit is type hot You know about the BBC in this spot? Them boys'll bash your chest, your chain go pop Yup, shit'll get that real These niggas'll break fast to get that meal Ain't no need to scrap, but they gets that steel To get that grill, cause shit's that trill Nah nigga, don't get worried But soft niggas that talk tough is unheard The sidetalk is sidewalk right on the curb Slap the shit out a nigga and call him young bird Word, but this spot is type packed They throwin Patron shots down back to back My niggas is in here strapped gat for gat So all y'all niggas with plaques gon get capped Jacked, that's relieved of your cash It's bare-skinded, no gloves and no mask So you could lose your life or lose that stash This industry party's officially been crashed
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[ VERSE 2: Torae ] The DJ told 'em put they hands up That's when you noticed that me and my niggas stand up If everybody oblige it won't be that tough But if you act up you get click-clacked up Everybody give they jewels and cash up From rap niggas to rock, this is a mash-up Niggas look mad shook for gettin they shit took I put it on YouTube, make it a good look VIP got niggas cigar smokin I'm just playin the side, the god's scopin Till I hop over the counter and start locin Now the cash register and the bar's open News folks say blame the recession But I blame BET, it's no question Ballin-ass videos'll have a cat stressin Then show American Gangster, givin 'em lessons How to do it, now nigga, let's get to it Put everything in the bag and let's move it If you got somethin to prove, well then prove it But I know funeral homes with mad room, kid Don't do it, really, there's no purpose You can get all this back, just keep workin But if you get clapped your back'll stop workin Nah, it's not worth the cat that I'm murkin Hurt him
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(Industry party bumrusher) --] Method Man (Party crashers)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
