Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

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

Straight the underground, fat boy from the mound
Spit it how I live it, it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it crunk, let a nigga know what hood you
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 reverse then 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 mouth that

Hard to touch, sorry to you, boys out here ain't 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 gon' spray 'round

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!

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

You don't drama, no!
You don't 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 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 this buckin', bitches shakin'
asses, but cash it, might be a habit
Like mic's we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

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

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