Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

It's Bad Boy South Niggaz, and G
Mound, the moment you've all been waitin' for
Collaboration, now
Let's go, let's go, go, let's go

from the underground, fat boy from the mound
Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get
I wanna see you get it crunk, let a nigga what hood you from
Everybody wit me drunk as fuck, it down, then roll it up

Back it up, a like you, a nigga like me can't pass it up
by, lookin' good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got here
They the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold mouth that shine

Hard to touch, sorry to tell you, boys out here hard as us
Ball and G, part of the streets, the streets are a part of us
Lay it down, please remember, games we don't them now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' them 'round

Buss a nigga head, a ho, shoot the club up
Buss a nigga head, a ho, shoot the club up

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

You don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

Get up
(Get up)
Get
(Get crunk)
Let's race to the
(To the trunk)
Get a pump, and dump
Forget it, close the

In the of a fire, scotch and burn him, let's overheat him
Really him, let's Rodney King him and over beat him
MJG is the reason, yo' season needed seasonal
They needed more life and yo' wife was bleedin'

Now your is leavin' yo' body, for drinkin' too much Bacardi
You should've when you started, never fuck with G and E

In any I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit timin'
I'm for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the beat
And Eightball is the clip, for niggaz supposin' to trip
And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we set 'em free

a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, the club up

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

You don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!
You want drama, no!
You don't none, no!

Eightball and G, get it fa' sho
My swagger, my flavor, my pimpin', my
My ho, my woman, my slacks, my
My in swimmin', in pools wit models in 'em

boys, they hate it, we hustle, we made it
We richer, the picture, is two of the
The realest, you some Ball and G, you gon' feel it
Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, it

We placin', the fakest, don't give it up, we gon' take it
The realest up in niggaz buckin', bitches shakin'
They asses, but cash it, be a habit
Like mic's when we grab it, we it, we blast it

a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
Buss a nigga head, a ho, shoot the club up

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

You want drama, no!
You want none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

So here we go, Bad Boy
Ball and G, Orange
New York
You don't want no drama, you don't want

I see you ATL, let's tear this up
C'mon, c'mon, I said, let's tear shit up!
Yeah, Ball and G, Bad Boy
Let's go, work these motherfuckers
Let's get money niggaz, yeah, as we proceed