Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

It was the night before he got
Big jars of hay, Cheech and Chong in the spot
Tropicana strawberries, bananas the long dookie fifth
to the Town House crackers mad noise

2008 a G, a
I'm Ron O'Neil the seat, sunk deep
Lil' niggas bussin' off they punk
make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys

But I ain't wettin'
I don't wanna send back, violently take a nap
Promise you got something, Lord, that I you
Blow your lil' head off while you're tying your

But in the kitchen Pyrex's
Occupied by the twins, robbers with large records
Hard vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton
And frames that fake guns they rob [Incomprehensible]

To them that's natural action play the
We gettin' at you and we want to rap to you
It's not culture, it's not a code of La Costra to roast ya
I get a closer

Rock you to sleep like I got these little bitches, come
Hoping you fall for the bait you safe
Had that ass sweating like T.D.
I the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask your momma
Now drama

Dollar icy from papi with the scraper glock the laser
Trying my best not to pop yet but the is major
Shot my lil' 'cause I do my aunt the favor watch
I never this itchy hope the cops just

Get a doughnut urge and just you bot he nerve to play third
In a softball tournament round my way say that's your you bird
I'll put your on a curb but anyway
Looks a good game the pigs ain't leaving so I'm a lay

Nice play, just too bad it's your
Couple of D and 200 cash to sack you in the grass
So watch the teams line up, hands, guess the games over
Faggot nigga, hopped in a Liberty, Range Rover

I'm on his tail Sonic little shorty palming on a 40
Broad day, I'm to dodge a cover story
like he stopping for gas I'm a pluck him, yay
This had to be his unlucky, lucky day

2 brothers come out of 7 Eleven in army wear and there
Acting my tires need air
He closed the gas cap, too many going his way
So I just that you probably think I'm bugging but, hey

I know them games in Lindsay Park is Sunday
he ain't nowhere
I went home gear went out and grabbed me a beer
10 drinks later I'm at Burger King window for a
Look left and see partner, I hit the stash

Who the fuck you you is Ron O'Neil
Tat tat what the fuck when that 9 milli
Is it real realer than steel
Yo Ghost pass the toast these niggas is

Got buck naked bitches counting a mil gloves on
Fully bitches watching them with they snubs on
I'm in the kitchen pretending to be Raekwon
Watching Rachel Ray all day, I get my on

Fiends love me a Drake song
Rep that Louboutin bottom in my back all day long
Black Wall Mafias, Wu-Tang
Niggas steady keys but we don't see pianos

steady pushing Phantoms, we don't see the opera
Niggas steady rocking dreads, you ain't even
Take New Era off and reveal
The fact the nigga you are or cap getting peeled

Then we out to Brazil I know in Negril
That'd your fucking head off and throw it on a grill
Take the gold out your mouth and throw it in they
Send a finger to your moms and let her know this real

Nigga, we in the field like Chris
It's 2010 how the we get 6 Thompsons
Top 10, how the you gonna forget Compton
rapper on your list'll get their shit stomped in

I started soowoo, I'm the for that 5 shit
Came in the game on that fucking to die shit
Sold 9 mil up with some fly shit
pictures, R&B bitches, all in my sidekick

How I be killin' the pussy be a hate crime
Got a Blackberry was getting to face time
Back to project bitches now I hate dimes
All they want is money, my nigga, I can't waste

I sun niggas like it's day
Grey cotton Louis sweat suit with the Ralp Lauren waist
Smooth as a baby's ass and I got that baby
Catch me in the hood, same deals Old had