Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

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

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

But back in the kitchen
Occupied by the twins, bank robbers with records
vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton rugbies
And frames that fake guns when rob [Incomprehensible]

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

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

icy from papi with the scraper glock with the laser
Trying my best not to pop yet but the is major
Shot my lil' 'cause I do my the favor watch this
I never been this 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
I'll put your on a curb but anyway
Looks like a good game the ain't leaving so I'm a lay

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

I'm on his like Sonic little shorty palming on a 40
Broad day, I'm trying to 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 my tires need air
He closed the gas cap, too many going his way
So I just stashed that you think I'm bugging but, hey

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

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

Got buck naked bitches counting half a mil on
Fully dressed bitches watching them 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
Wall Mafias, Wu-Tang Sopranos
Niggas pushing keys but we don't see pianos

steady pushing Phantoms, we don't see the opera
Niggas steady rocking dreads, you ain't Rasta
your 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 fucking head off and throw it on a grill
the gold out your mouth and throw it in they grill
Send a finger to moms and let her know that this real

Nigga, we in the field like Johnson
It's how the fuck we get 6 Thompsons
Top 10, how the fuck you forget Compton
Every rapper on your get their shit stomped in

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

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

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