Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

It was the before he got popped
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 the love seat, sunk deep
Lil' niggas bussin' off they heat
I'll a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys

But I ain't that
I don't wanna nobody back, violently take a nap
Promise you got something, Lord, 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 large records
vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton rugbies
And that fake guns when they rob [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

Get a doughnut urge and just splurge you bot he nerve to third
In a softball tournament round my way say your word 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 your last
Couple bundles of D and 200 cash to you in the grass
So watch the teams line up, hands, guess the games over
Faggot nigga, hopped in a Liberty, fake Rover

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

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

I know them games in Lindsay is every Sunday
he going nowhere
I went home gear went out and grabbed me a beer
10 drinks later I'm at Burger window for a Whopper
Look and see partner, I hit the stash bloka

Who the fuck you think you is Ron
Tat tat the fuck when that 9 milli peel
Is it real realer than steel
Yo Ghost pass the toast niggas is daffodils

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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