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Lirik Lagu Party Crasher - Method Man

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Intro: club bouncerAww shit... not these niggaz again!Aiyyo listen!I'm only lettin five of you motherfuckers in here tonightIf your man ain't on the guest listHe get to the BACJ of the fuckin lineAnd you know another motherfuckin thing?I don't give a fuck if a bitch spill a drinkin this motherfucker tonightI'm kickin ALL y'all the fuck outta here[Method Man]UhhMuh'fuckers be up in the club scared to fuckin deathNigga if you scared why don't yo' ass just stay the fuck homeCheck it out uhhMe and mines at the door, ain't tryin to pay your feesStop playin, you fuckin with me, I push my way inBum rush there's plenty of us to tear the club upGuzzlin Bacardi and such, I split a DutchBouncin nigga lookin like he want warNow I ain't the one you got to front PahPattin me down like the lawAs I stumble in the partyTopsey off the Limon Bacardi for sureLoungin near the bar section, rolled the Land kept steppin, concealed weapon, razor sharpBlue star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacketWho that kid, on the dance floor lookin for matches?Burn somethin, one toke got me blastedTook another toke then I passed it, choke!Fantastic, herb ain't no jokeEspecially that indo smoke mixed with hashishLadies on the dance floor, shakin they assesGot millon dollar broke niggaz, that makin passesHoney with the eye glasses, body work is BoombasticSkin like blackberry molasses, mmmmmAt last it's, time to step and make her mineNiggas headin toward the bathroom tuckin they shinesBrothers got to keep it movin, playin with kidsthat won't hesitate to snatch a CubanYou know what this is...("Yo Duke that's your diamonds right there God?Yo that shit'll go RIGHT where my people ain't right now..""Yo don't touch my shit!")Now it's on in the lavatory, I heard a screamEnd of story couldn't find shorty, party scene'snow a fucked up chaotic thing, won't be longbefore the sirens intervene, the terrotoryCan't we all get along, without the ruckusGot big bouncin muh'fuckers, tryin to rush usI can take a hint, what? Can smell the stenchof a hell bent environment, the odds against usBack to the wall y'all, refuse to fallAll hands on deck yes, prepare to brawlUhh, every time I try to have a good time why?Somebody always fuckin it up, killin my high, damnMonkey wrench they whole program, party overBy that time I'm dead soberIn the midst of this whole shit fo' soldiers, dead goneYou can tell that they was heat holdersEverybody hit the deck when they expose tech, I fled the setBitch slipped and caught a broke neck, some Brooklyn kidsrushed the coat check, they whole set, stompin Dukehalf to death and took his Rolex, it's horribleLike a front page article, Mister PitifulAbout a step away now we critical, uhhAs I boned out I heard the people shoutNIGGAZ, yea cold turn the party out!Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh( sirens )