Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Drama

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The realest, you some Ball and G you gon feel it
Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, it
We placin, the fakest, they give it up we gon take it
The realest up in in this buckin, bitches shakin
asses, but cash it, might be a habit
Like mics we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

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

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

You want drama, no!
You want none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

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