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, so, c'mon

Straight from the underground, fat boy from the
it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I see you get it crunk
Let a nigga know what hood you
Everybody wiht me as fuck
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 then back it up
What's the deal, make it clear
you got rite here
They break mold, one of a
Fat boy witta gold that shine
to touch, sorry to tell you
Boys out ain't hard as us
I ? And G, part of the
Accomplished are a part of us
Lay it down, please
Games we don't them now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' spray them

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

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

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

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, they hate it, we hustle, we it
We richer, the picture, is two of the

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

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 don't none, no!

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