Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Drama

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

Straight from the underground, fat boy the mound
Spit it how I live it, it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it
Let a nigga know what you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as
it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl you
A like me can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin
Put it in reverse then it up
What's the deal, make it clear
What you got here
break mold, one of a kind
Fat boy gold mouth that shine
Hard to touch, sorry to 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 don't play now
Disrespect, please remember, we gon' spray them round

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

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

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

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

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

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

You want drama, no!
You want 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, hate it, we hustle, we made it
We richer, the picture, is two of the

The realest, you bump some 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
They asses, but it, might be a habit
Like mics when we grab it, we cock it, we it

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

So we go
Bad Boy
and G, Orange 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 these motherfuckers
Let's get money niggaz, yeah, as we proceed