Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

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

But I ain't wettin'
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently a nap
you got something, Lord, that I honor you
Blow your lil' off while you're tying your shoe

But in the kitchen Pyrex's
Occupied by the twins, bank robbers with large
Hard vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton
And that fake guns when 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 of La Costra Nostra to roast ya
I get a little

Rock you to sleep like I got little bitches, come over
Hoping you for the bait thinking you safe
Had that ass sweating T.D. Jakes
I want the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask your
Now that's

Dollar icy papi with the scraper glock with the laser
my best not to pop yet but the trop is major
Shot my lil' 'cause I do my the favor watch this
I been this itchy hope the cops just

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

Nice play, just too bad your last
Couple bundles of D and 200 cash to sack you in the
So watch the teams line up, shake hands, the games over
Faggot nigga, hopped in a Liberty, fake Rover

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

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

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

Who the fuck you think you is Ron
Tat tat what the fuck when 9 milli peel
Is it real than Pittsburgh steel
Yo Ghost pass the toast these is daffodils

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

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

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

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

Nigga, we in the like Chris Johnson
It's 2010 how the fuck we get 6
Top 10, how the fuck you forget Compton
Every rapper on 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 ended up with some fly
Naked pictures, R&B bitches, all in my

How I be killin' the pussy should be a hate
Got a was getting to much face time
Back to fucking project bitches now I hate
All want is money, my nigga, I can't waste mine

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