Fuck The Party Up

Seige Monstracity

[Verse 1: Sly Pyper &]
If all I see is fake thugs
Drug transactions, mean mugs
Like niggas might start cappin' then uh
Somebody just might lose their life tonight (Yeah)
But if all I see is big tits, and slime waste-lines
Thick hips, on sexy ass dimes then uh
Somebody just might lose their wife tonight (Yeah)
Ain't it crazy the hood determines the outcome of who lives and dies
One minute we kickin' it, rappin' and bitches and then there's gunfire
Party over all over as soon as a gangsta say "Ain't that that nigga over there!"
"And don't he own me money?" Oh, he think I'm velfida in this motherfucker (Uh)
'Bout to raise hell with my heater in this motherfucker (Huh)
Now the DJ rappers equipment as quick as he can
'Cause ain't nobody in the jam still listenin'
That's when the crowd ran for cover
And don't nobody wanna hear that shit about we supposed to be brothers
Nigga, fuck you (Nah nigga fuck you!)
Then it's bloods on crips
You wanna play me for a bitch nigga? Suck on this
-tap, I know her name was Pam, but I didn't get the number tho
Now my pussy drownin' off in the sea of 100 hoes, screamin' for their life
Shit, that was a badass bitch I was almost fuckin' tonight

[Chorus: ?]
Nigga, don't fuck the part up (No)
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
These hoes actin' like they like me, ya dig?
They sippin' on that do-it fluid dancing lookin' good then a bitch
So don't fuck the part up (No)
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
But negroes don't know how to listen for shit
Next thing you hear somebody yellin' "Break it up, break it up, break it up"

[Verse 2: Sly Pyper]
Somehow behind Hummers and hollering kneel down
We prowl off in [?] Impala's and peel out
Hoping that stray bullets don't fuck up the candy paint
Reconvein the party seen that the crip nigga think we ain't shit
'Cause somebody's daughter gotta get it
Especially how this guice and jin got a nigga feelin' like murdering-
Some worth a penny killin', pop a pill and bring a friend
And if she's willin' we can all experiment
But militant behavior kills more than a buzz
End up 6 feet deep instead of balls-deep in some [?] from the club
Who happen to be on their way back to the party
Mansion, for a little extra articulacy, the remedy is simple
Stay focused on your high
And my supply happens to be that P-U-S-S-Y
And I'm movin' weights, 50 Kilos back at the house
And you can kick rocks for tryna stop my cash flow
Hit the front door, you know

[Chorus]
Nigga, don't fuck the part up (No)
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
These hoes actin' like they like me, ya dig?
They sippin' on that do-it fluid dancing lookin' good then a bitch
So don't fuck the part up (No)
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
But negroes don't know how to listen for shit
Next thing you hear somebody yellin' "Break it up, break it up, break it up"

[Post-Chorus: ?]
I just wanna mack on these bitches
They tryna bust a cap on these bitches
Niggas, but I will shoot to kill
Don't you already know I'm a gangster?
Known to lay a motherfucker down
Yeah, haters come around
Always on my bullshit
I got a short fuse, don't do it
Or you'll be yellin' "Don't fuck the part up"

[Chorus: ?]
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
These hoes actin' like they like me, ya dig? (Yeah)
They sippin' on that do-it fluid dancing lookin' good then a bitch
So don't fuck the part up (Don't fuck the party up)
I'm just sayin' nigga, don't fuck the party up (No)
But negroes don't know how to listen for shit
Next thing you hear somebody yellin' "Break it up, break it up, break it up"

[Outro: ?]
Oooh
I-I-I'm just tryna get my fuck
Nigga you can get the fuck on (Fuck on)