Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want Drama

It's Bad Boy Niggaz, Ball and G
Orange Mound, the moment all been waitin' for
Collaboration, now
Let's go, let's go, let's go, 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 drunk as fuck, break it down, then 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 shine

to touch, sorry to tell you, boys out here ain't hard as us
Ball and G, 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

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 want none, no!
You want drama, no!
You want none, no!

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

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' season needed seasonal
They needed more life and yo' wife was bleedin'

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

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

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

Eightball and G, get it 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

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 niggaz buckin', bitches
asses, but cash it, might be a habit
Like mic's when we grab it, we cock it, we it

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

Bitch,
Bitch,
Bitch,

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

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

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