Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Drama

Yeah! It's Bad Boy South
and G
Orange Mound, the moment you been for
Collaboration, now
go, let's go, let's so, c'mon

Straight the underground, fat boy from the mound
it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it
Let a nigga know hood you from
Everybody wiht me as fuck
Break it down, then it up
Back it up, a girl you
A nigga me can't pass it up
Rollin by, good
Put it in reverse then it up
the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got here
They break mold, one of a
Fat boy gold mouth that shine
Hard to touch, to tell you
out here ain't hard as us
I ? And G, of the streets
dreams are a part of us
Lay it down, remember
Games we don't play now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we spray them round

Buss a nigga
a ho, shoot the club up
Buss a nigga
a ho, shoot the club up

Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!

You don't drama, no!
You want none, no!
You don't drama, no!
You want none, no!

Get up (Get up) Get (Get crunk)
race to the trunk (To the trunk)
Get a pump, and dump
Forget it, the trunk
In the of a fire
Scotch and him, let's overheat him
Really mistreat him, let's Rodney King him and over him
Mjg is the reason yo season needed seasonal
They needed more life and yo wife was bleedin'
Now your life is leavin' yo body, for drinkin' too much
You should've when you started
Never fuck G and E
In any climate I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit
I'm good for and rhymin' in and out the beat
And Eightball is loadin' the clip, for niggaz to trip
And you know I'm the whip, we finna set 'em free

Buss a head
a ho, shoot the club up
Buss a nigga
Smack a ho, the club up

Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!

You don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

Eightball and G, get it fa sho
My swagger, my flavor, my pimpin, my
My ho, my woman, my slacks, my
My backstroke in swimmin, in pools wit in 'em
Them boys, hate it, we hustle, we made it
We richer, the picture, is two of the

The realest, you bump Ball and G you gon feel it
Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, it
We placin, the fakest, they don't it up we gon take it
The realest up in in this niggaz buckin, bitches
They asses, but it, might be a habit
Like mics we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

a nigga head
Smack a ho, the club up
Buss a head
Smack a ho, the club up

Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!
Bitch, nigga!

You don't drama, no!
You want none, no!
You don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!

So we go
Bad Boy
Ball and G, Mound
New York
You don't no drama
You don't want
I see you ATL
Let's tear this up
C'mon,
I let's tear this shit up!
Yak!
Yeah, Ball and G
Bad Boy South, let's go
Let's these motherfuckers
Let's get this niggaz, yeah, as we proceed