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

from 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 you from
Everybody wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then it up

Back it up, a girl like you, a like me can't pass 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 shine

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

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

Get up
(Get up)
Get
(Get crunk)
race to the trunk
(To the trunk)
Get a pump, and dump
it, close the trunk

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

Now your life is leavin' yo' body, for drinkin' too Bacardi
You should've 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 rhymin' in and out the
And Eightball is loadin' the clip, for niggaz to trip
And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we set 'em free

Buss a 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 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 Ball and G, you gon' feel it
Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, it

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

Buss a 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 want drama, no!
You want none, no!

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

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