Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Drama

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

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

Buss a nigga
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 want 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 middle of a
and burn him, let's overheat him
Really him, let's Rodney King him and over beat him
Mjg is the yo season needed seasonal spices
They needed more life and lucky yo wife was
Now your life is leavin' yo body, for drinkin' too Bacardi
You should've known when you
fuck with G and E
In any I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit timin'
I'm for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the beat
And Eightball is the clip, for niggaz supposin' to trip
And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we set 'em free

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

and G, get it crunk fa sho
My swagger, my flavor, my pimpin, my
My ho, my woman, my slacks, my
My in swimmin, in pools wit models in 'em
Them boys, they 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 up in in this niggaz buckin, bitches shakin
They asses, but it, might be a habit
mics when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

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

So we go
Bad Boy
and G, Orange Mound
New York
You don't no drama
You don't nuttin'
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 work these
Let's get this niggaz, yeah, as we proceed