Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

2008 a G, a
I'm Ron the love seat, sunk deep
Lil' niggas bussin' off they heat
I'll a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys

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

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

To them that's natural action the [Incomprehensible]
We gettin' at you and we don't to rap to you
It's not culture, it's not a code of La Costra Nostra to ya
I get a closer

Rock you to sleep like I got little bitches, come over
Hoping you fall for the thinking you safe
Had that ass like T.D. Jakes
I want the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask your
Now drama

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who the you think you is Ron O'Neil
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 bitches half a mil gloves on
Fully dressed bitches watching them with they on
While I'm in the pretending to be Raekwon
Rachel Ray all day, I get my cake on

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

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

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

Nigga, we in the field Chris Johnson
It's how the fuck we get 6 Thompsons
Top 10, how the fuck you gonna forget
Every rapper on your list'll get their stomped in

I soowoo, I'm the reason for that 5 shit
Came in the game on fucking ready 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 much face
Back to fucking project now I hate dimes
All they want is money, my nigga, I waste mine

I sun niggas like day time
cotton Louis sweat suit with the Ralp Lauren waist lines
Smooth as a baby's ass and I got baby cash
Catch me in the hood, same Old Navy had