Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

It's Bad Boy Niggaz, Ball and G
Orange Mound, the 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
Spit it how I live it, 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, break it down, then it up

Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me pass it up
Rollin' by, good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, make it clear what you got rite here
They broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy gold mouth 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, we gon' spray them 'round

Buss a nigga head, 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 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, unload and
it, close the trunk

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

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

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

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 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, 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 don't give it up, we take it
The realest up in this buckin', bitches shakin'
They asses, but cash it, might be a
mic's when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it

Buss a nigga head, 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 don't drama, no!
You don't none, no!

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

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