Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

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

Chorus: coolio, ras

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

two: ras kass

I try u.n.i.t.y. but
Cause when I was lackin, bitches made me want to roll and die
So now I lie, bitches are like flies {why? }
They attract to the shit {oh!}
You gotta play max julian's role you plan on being celibate
Cause bitches want the 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 my name was john davis
And I'm knowin what she thinks }
I'ma sweep her off her because I bought the hoe a drink
Bitch, haha I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to atlanta
{tomorrow} so we can kick it {tonight}
Right there I knew my dick was wetted
Cause I played this bitch's cinderella complex
you want to hear, I can say
Forget the bitch the next day, instant

Verse coolio

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