Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

[Verse 1: Chris
Gun shots, we
Hennessy, I don't really scotch
At the don when I'm to the dutch
And the man with the like fam you up
Dippers and the wait
Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep your waist
Get loud when kick sound
You miss it, count up
No tops, no
Go to collect, we in Paris we shop
You give the man props
Your girl a man lots
Fuck it, I'm on that pussy like a
If I tag her, gotta have her a bumper
All that pussy, got it for ya like a
And I know she got wagon from her mama

[Hook: Chris
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
me terrified
I can tell you skilled you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can through the door
Sex never, 'less she let me record
And I know where your at
Got your attitude from mama
And I don't set back
Just do me a favor and the drama

2: Tracy T]
Get the baddest bitch and treat it the worst
Popping the Henny, if you pop the pussy first
We gon' fuck, I'm gon' fuck or we fall in love
I will get 'em once, fucking, with the plug
texting, I'm a dog fetching
Bitch I'm on, no flexing, fuck a 100
See that's just for that extra Range, she'd to them
Your body's under my belt, just to it official
I forget that he mission, never the pistol
Thinking all the way in, and leave the victims
I got trust issues, I think you tripping
Really I be tripping, with all the spitting
West is, this the gang, bitch you catch it
'Fore you be over tested, rather up in a Bentley
Used to pull up in Chevys, I'm the kind that can get
I'm the kind that can get the paper cause I can't get enough

Chris Brown]
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me
I can tell you skilled cause you using melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the
Smoking all that you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, she let me record
And I where your head's at
Got your from your mama
And I don't wanna set
Just do me a favor and save the

3: Kevin Gates]
Big girl, big boy's girl, he be pum pum, like the jay's girl
I done made in the strangest places, I'm a real plug, move things on the daily
Like the mon in the morn' opposite, smoke the ganj and we poof
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the black man on sight
Hit the high like Mariah
I done the bitch when the vibe is right
grow, I'mma get you high tonight
Balling up, whip the pussy, mine
I can see you me, pull you closely, song on silent, ignore the phone ring
Keep hands on me, just get it, frisk my waistband, ass and titties
Keep me Miss Gates, do digits, my phone bling, just been 2 million
Maybach, low key, big hit me, it's 36 Coupe, I'm whipping
Hair on trap, that's 3 more chickens, new boo game on fleek, glistening
Chris be get me it chickens, raps on lap, big shit I did it
Head to the back, lot of taps on chilling, of fact, big racks I get it
When the game on, they stop tripping, make a real nigga lose interest

[Hook: Brown]
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we light up the floor
all that ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I know where your at
Got attitude from your mama
And I wanna set back
Just do me a favor and the drama