Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

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

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

[Verse 2: T]
Get the baddest bitch and it like the worst
Popping the Henny, if you pop the pussy first
We gon' fuck, I'm fuck or we gon' fall in love
I will get 'em once, fucking, fucking the plug
texting, I'm a dog fetching
Bitch I'm on, no flexing, fuck a 100
See that's just for that Range, she'd to forget them
Your under my belt, just to make it official
I forget that he mission, never forget the
Thinking all the way in, and leave the victims
I got issues, I might think you tripping
I be tripping, rolling with all the spitting
West is, this the gang, bitch you catch it
'Fore you be over tested, pull 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 nigga

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

3: Kevin Gates]
Big boy's girl, big 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 opposite, smoke the ganj and we poof everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the black man on sight
Hit the high like Mariah
I done feel the bitch the vibe is right
I'mma grow, I'mma get you high
up, whip the pussy, mine tonight
I can see you want me, you closely, song on silent, ignore the phone ring
your hands on me, just get it, frisk my waistband, ass and titties
Keep me Miss Gates, don't do digits, my phone bling, just 2 million
Maybach, low key, big ladies hit me, it's 36 Coupe, I'm
Hair on trap, 3 more chickens, new boo game on fleek, room glistening
Chris be get me it through chickens, raps on lap, big I did it
Head to the back, lot of taps on chilling, of fact, big racks I get it
When the on, they stop tripping, bullshit make a real nigga lose interest

[Hook: Brown]
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I where your head's at
Got your attitude from your
And I don't wanna set
Just do me a and save the drama