Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

[Verse 1: Chris
Gun shots, we
Hennessy, I really like scotch
At the don when I'm to the dutch
And the man with the pockets fam you up
Dippers and the notes
Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep waist down
Get loud that kick sound
You it, don't count up
No tops, no
Go to collect, we in when we shop
You gotta the man props
Your girl love a man
it, I'm on that pussy like a rumpa
If I tag her, gotta have her have a
All that pussy, got it for ya like a
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 skilled cause you using your
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' up the floor
all that ganja you can smell 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
do me a favor and save the drama

[Verse 2: T]
Get the baddest bitch and treat it like the
Popping the Henny, tripping if you pop the first
We gon' fuck, I'm gon' fuck or we fall in love
I will get 'em once, fucking, fucking with the
Bitches texting, I'm a dog
Bitch I'm on, no flexing, fuck a 100
See that's just for extra Range, she'd to forget them
Your body's under my belt, just to make it
I forget that he mission, never the pistol
all the way in, killing and leave the victims
I got trust issues, I think you tripping
I be tripping, rolling with all the spitting
West is, the gang, bitch you better catch it
you be over tested, rather pull 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 cause I can't get nigga

[Hook: Brown]
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
me terrified
I can you skilled cause you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light blunt then we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I know where your at
Got your attitude from your
And I wanna set back
do me a favor and save the drama

[Verse 3: Gates]
Big boy's girl, big boy's girl, he be pum pum, the jay's girl
I made love in the strangest places, I'm a real plug, move things on the daily
the mon in the morn' opposite, smoke the ganj and we poof everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the man right on sight
Hit the notes like Mariah
I done feel the bitch when the is right
I'mma grow, I'mma get you high
Balling up, whip the pussy, mine
I can see you want me, you closely, song on silent, ignore the phone ring
Keep your hands on me, just get it, 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, 36 Coupe, I'm whipping
Hair on trap, that's 3 more chickens, new boo game on fleek, room
Chris be get me it through chickens, on lap, big shit I did it
to the back, lot of taps on chilling, matter of fact, big racks I get it
When the game on, stop tripping, bullshit make a real nigga lose interest

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