Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

It's Bad Boy Niggaz, Ball and G
Mound, the moment you've all been waitin' for
Collaboration, now
Let's go, let's go, let's go, 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 know what you from
wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then roll it up

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

Hard to touch, sorry to tell you, boys out here hard as us
Ball and G, part of the streets, 'cuz the streets are a of us
Lay it down, please remember, games we play them now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' them 'round

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

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

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

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

In any climate I'm shinin', floss, I'm wit timin'
I'm good for rippin' and in and out the beat
And Eightball is loadin' the clip, for niggaz to trip
And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we finna set 'em

a nigga head, smack 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 don't drama, no!
You want none, no!

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

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

We placin', the fakest, they give it up, we gon' take it
The up in this niggaz buckin', bitches shakin'
They asses, but cash it, might be a
Like mic's we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

So here we go, Bad Boy
Ball and G, Mound
New collaboration
You don't no drama, you don't want none

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