Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Drama

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

Straight from the underground, fat boy the mound
Spit it how I it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I see you get it crunk
Let a nigga know hood you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as
it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a like you
A nigga like me can't it up
by, lookin good
Put it in reverse back it up
What's the deal, make it clear
What you got here
They break mold, one of a
Fat boy witta mouth that shine
Hard to touch, to tell you
Boys out ain't hard as us
I ? And G, of the streets
Accomplished are a part of us
Lay it down, remember
Games we play them now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' them round

Buss a head
Smack a ho, shoot the up
a nigga 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 want none, no!

Get up (Get up) Get (Get crunk)
Let's to the trunk (To the trunk)
Get a pump, and dump
Forget it, close the
In the of a fire
Scotch and him, let's overheat him
Really mistreat him, let's Rodney King him and beat him
Mjg is the reason yo needed seasonal spices
needed more life and lucky yo wife was bleedin'
Now your life is leavin' yo body, for too much Bacardi
You known when you started
Never with G and E
In any climate I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit
I'm for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the beat
And Eightball is loadin' the clip, for supposin' to trip
And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we set 'em free

Buss a head
Smack a ho, shoot the up
a nigga 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 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 hate it, we hustle, we 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 don't it up we gon take it
The realest up in in this buckin, bitches shakin
They asses, but it, might be a habit
Like when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

a nigga head
Smack a ho, shoot the 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 don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!

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