Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

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

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

Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me pass it up
Rollin' by, lookin' good, put it in then back it up
the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here
They broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold that shine

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

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

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

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

Now your is leavin' yo' body, for drinkin' too much Bacardi
You should've known 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 is loadin' the clip, for niggaz supposin' to trip
And you I'm rollin' the whip, we finna set 'em free

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

You don't drama, no!
You want none, no!
You don't drama, no!
You don't 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, they 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 give it up, we take it
The realest up in this buckin', bitches shakin'
They asses, but cash it, be a habit
Like mic's we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

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

I see you ATL, tear this 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