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 crackers mad noise

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

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

But back in the kitchen
Occupied by the twins, robbers with large records
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 don't to rap to you
It's not culture, it's not a of La Costra Nostra to roast ya
I get a closer

Rock you to sleep I got these little bitches, come over
Hoping you fall for the bait 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 from with the scraper glock with the laser
my best not to pop yet but the trop is major
Shot my 'cause I do my aunt the favor watch this
I never been this hope the cops just

Get a doughnut urge and just you bot he nerve to play third
In a softball tournament my way say that's your word you bird
I'll put beak on a curb but anyway
Looks like a good 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 the teams line up, shake 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
day, I'm trying to dodge a cover story
Look he stopping for gas I'm a pluck him, yay
This had to be his most unlucky, day

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas steady pushing Phantoms, we see the opera
Niggas steady rocking dreads, you even Rasta
your New Era off and reveal
The the nigga you are or your cap getting peeled

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

Nigga, we in the like Chris Johnson
It's 2010 how the we get 6 Thompsons
Top 10, how the fuck you gonna forget
Every on your list'll get their shit 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 ended up with fly shit
Naked pictures, R&B bitches, all in my

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

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