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, how we get down
I wanna see you get it crunk, let a nigga what hood you from
wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then roll it up

Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me can't it up
Rollin' by, lookin' good, put it in then back it up
What's the deal, lemme it clear what you got rite 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 ain't as us
Ball and G, of the streets, 'cuz the streets are a part of us
Lay it down, please remember, games we play them now
Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' them 'round

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 want 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, the trunk

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

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

In any climate I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit
I'm good for 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, 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!

and G, get it crunk 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 bump some Ball and G, you gon' it
Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, it

We placin', the fakest, they don't it up, we gon' take it
The realest up in this niggaz buckin', shakin'
asses, but cash it, might be a habit
Like mic's when we grab it, we cock it, we it

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

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

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