Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

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

Chris Brown]
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me
I can tell you skilled you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we light up the floor
Smoking all that you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, she let me record
And I know where head's at
Got your attitude your mama
And I wanna set back
do me a favor and save the drama

[Verse 2: T]
Get the baddest and treat 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 with the
Bitches texting, I'm a dog
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, killing and the victims
I got trust issues, I might think you
Really I be tripping, rolling with all the
West is, the gang, bitch you better 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 cause I can't get enough nigga

[Hook: Chris
it a homicide how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me
I can tell you skilled you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the
Smoking all that ganja you can through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I know your head's at
Got attitude from your mama
And I wanna set back
Just do me a favor and the drama

3: Kevin Gates]
Big boy's girl, big boy's girl, he be pum pum, like the jay's
I done made love in the strangest places, I'm a plug, move things on the daily
Like the mon in the morn' opposite, the ganj and we poof everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the man right on sight
Hit the high like Mariah
I done feel the bitch when the is right
I'mma grow, I'mma get you tonight
Balling up, whip the pussy, mine
I can see you want me, pull you closely, song on silent, 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, 36 Coupe, I'm whipping
Hair on trap, that's 3 more chickens, new boo on fleek, room glistening
Chris be get me it through chickens, 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, they stop tripping, bullshit make a real nigga interest

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