Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

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

[Hook: Brown]
it a homicide how she do
The guys in Jamaica, man
me terrified
I can tell you skilled cause you using your
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can through the door
Sex tape never, she let me record
And I know where your at
Got your from your mama
And I wanna set back
Just do me a favor and save the

2: Tracy T]
Get the baddest and treat it like the worst
Popping the Henny, tripping if you pop the first
We gon' fuck, I'm fuck or we gon' fall in love
I get 'em once, fucking, 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 forget
Your body's under my belt, to make it official
I forget that he mission, forget the pistol
all the way in, killing and leave the victims
I got issues, I might think you tripping
Really I be tripping, rolling all the spitting
West is, this the gang, bitch you better it
'Fore you be over tested, rather up in a Bentley
Used to pull up in Chevys, I'm the kind can get enough
I'm the kind that can get the paper I can't get enough nigga

Chris Brown]
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
another blunt then we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can through the door
Sex tape never, she let me record
And I know where head's at
Got your attitude from mama
And I don't wanna set
Just do me a favor and save the

3: Kevin Gates]
Big boy's girl, big girl, he be pum pum, like the jay's girl
I done made love in the strangest places, I'm a real plug, things on the daily
Like the mon in the morn' opposite, smoke the ganj and we everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the black man right on
Hit the notes like Mariah
I feel the bitch when the vibe is right
I'mma grow, I'mma get you high
Balling up, the pussy, mine tonight
I can see you want me, pull you closely, on silent, ignore the phone ring
Keep hands on me, just get it, frisk my waistband, ass and titties
Keep me Miss Gates, don't do digits, my phone bling, just been 2
Maybach, low key, big ladies hit me, 36 Coupe, I'm whipping
Hair on trap, that's 3 more chickens, new boo on fleek, room glistening
Chris be get me it chickens, raps on lap, big shit I did it
Head to the back, lot of on chilling, matter of fact, big racks I get it
When the game on, stop tripping, bullshit make a real nigga lose interest

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