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, let's go, go

Straight from the underground, fat boy the mound
it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
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 girl like you, a like me can't pass it up
Rollin' by, good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it what you got rite here
broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold mouth that shine

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

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

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

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

Now your life is leavin' yo' body, for too much Bacardi
You should've known when you started, fuck with G and E

In any I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit timin'
I'm good for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the
And is loadin' 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 want none, no!
You don't drama, no!
You want none, no!

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

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

We placin', the fakest, they don't give it up, we gon' it
The realest up in this buckin', bitches shakin'
They asses, but cash it, might be a
Like when 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 don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

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

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