[Lyric] Party Knarly (Fred Izzo)

Party Knarly
Verse One
S-c-i-f-i
Watchin a movie called lake dead
So fly so fly
Lookin outside,dark az fuck, angles in da ski
Time for me da go to bed
Gotta big day tomorrow morning
Dion wake me up, so I wake up wake up
Im strechin n yawnin
Its pourin down rainin
Fire up a blunt, im blazin
In da whip toastin and wavin
Cravin some junk food
I got da munchies
Hataz hatin, puttin me in a bad mood
Im in da city
Hoz be lookin shitty
I ain't got no pitty no
Loco, im crazy lets go
Told me boyz to speed it up
Jammin some "shoot it up"
By BTNH
Learne to appreachate da ol school game befor u get in da game
Wondering why so many rappers out here claming dey should be in da hall of fame
When I ain't seen yall do no work
Talkin bout how ya put people in da dirt
When we all know u guttless
U scared to commit a murda
Caz u ain't got it in ya
So let me holla at all da r-i-ps
My daddy, my pappy, step daddy
Heather, heide, and quincy
Will yall let me know is derrr heaven for a g ?
Course One
We ridin, we cruzin, we smokin, we boozin
Err-day thuggin it up
We hustlin, we ballin, we bustin, neva fallin, pa reppin
We throwin it up

Verse Two
We ridin, we cruzin, we smokin, we boozin
Err-day thuggin it up
We hustlin, we ballin, we bustin, neva fallin, pa reppin
We throwin it up
Headin to da party
Serven da liqur
Swervin wit peeps
Getttin ready to toss it up
If ya got some paper
Make sure u bring it, caz u ain't gettin in for free
Anybody can come, but if ya bring a hata he gotta pay a bigger fee
Lifestyles of a thug
Lifestyles of a G
We come together
We bring ya the celebration
Time to party hardy knarly tonite
But if da po pos pull up
Make sure ur shoes r lacin
Caz we ditchin dat party tonite
We not headin da jail no no
Fuck da po po
And if u snitchin
Then u recivin stiches
Caz u was bitchin
Actin like leaches
Suckin on der nutz
Tryna get a reward
And when we find ya, we gonna kick in ur door
And fuck up ur whole stunt
And take ur fronts
So give me my cutz
Caz I be hustlin and thuggin da most
Welcome to my city, izzo tha king, I am da host
Course
We ridin, we cruzin, we smokin, we boozin
Err-day thuggin it up
We hustlin, we ballin, we bustin, neva fallin, pa reppin
We throwin it up

Verse Three
Bloody red rag
And I dont mean the brag
But when I show up, I show up
I make a big impression
I keep em guessin
I let a lil dogg talk shit, caz then he be restin
Buy a ak-47
No longer would he be testin
Dat fucka would cop some rounds, damn it be a blessin
Da way I popped ya nigga
Im juz surrgestion
Dat ya dont wanna be messin
Caz we can go rounds for rounds
Heavy pounds vs. light pounds
I be a light weight in ur town
Take over ur town
Use ur towwel to wipe off ur blood
Make ya bow down in da fuckin mud
And datz wat ya get for ruining my fun
Izzo F Baby
And I plan on makina ton