Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

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

Chorus: coolio, ras

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

Verse two: ras

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

Verse three:

Yo ras, let me talk about these for a minute
But let's get it straight, when I say the bitch
I don't all women
Cause hookers a dime a dozen if you thought they wasn't
You can hit hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin
Or her mama, you gots to drama
Nigga flash some and go up in her auntie!
I'm bout the skanless type loc
You know the type that to like the taste of swipe
it
When it comes to hoes coolio ain't in it
Don't me captain, general, sergeant, or lieutenant
This ain't funny so you dare 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* like a
Take it from a g, period, no comma, to keep hookers
On they toes... you the rest