Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

["so drama in the..." -- snoop doggy dogg]
one: ras kass

No to the opposite sex
But I ain't flexed punani yet worth my royalty checks
Men be trying to get laid, women be to get paid
So, somebody gotta get played...
Now you claim I'm runnin and still let us run the train
coolio's braids, it wasn't me, it was the fame
Let a dame complain about disrespecting my african
Ass hangin out them daisy jeans, jockin
I love civilization
Wants to know my occupation location and means of transportation
The combination unlocked your placenta
I got a cellular phone with a antenna
On a three house, drive a four door ac
Favorite song of all time mobb deep's "hit it the back"
Then jet, I turn a bitch into my
She know my name cause I got more game than cd

Chorus: coolio, ras

You know it's drama, but it sound real (3x)
You the game, and you still ended up on your back
You it's drama, but it sound real good (3x)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on back

two: ras kass

I try u.n.i.t.y. but
Cause when I was lackin, made me want to roll over and die
So now I lie, cause are like flies {why? }
They to the best shit {oh!}
You gotta play max julian's role unless you on being celibate
Cause want the money clip and whatever dick that comes with it
{the bitch} saw me in the lex and didn't it came from avis
Now she's on the tip like my name was davis
And I'm what she thinks {what? }
I'ma her off her feet because I bought the hoe a drink
Bitch, yeah I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to atlanta
{tomorrow} so maybe we can it {tonight}
Right I knew my dick was getting wetted
Cause I into this bitch's cinderella complex
Whatever you to hear, I can say
Forget the bitch the next day, replay

Verse three:

Yo ras, let me about these bitches for a minute
But let's get it straight, when I say the word
I don't mean all
Cause hookers come a dime a if you thought they wasn't
You can hit hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin
Or her mama, you gots to have
Nigga flash currency and go up in her auntie!
I'm bout the skanless type loc
You know the type seem to like the taste of swipe
it
When it comes to saving hoes coolio in it
Don't call me captain, general, sergeant, or
This ain't funny so don't you laugh
I gave the bitch my autograph, and she me some ass
But as soon as the hoe tried to get in my
I shot her ass away from me *schch* a skyrocket
Take it a g, period, no comma, to keep these hookers
On they toes... you know the