Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

["so much drama in the..." -- snoop doggy
Verse one: ras

No to the opposite sex
But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my checks
Men be trying to get laid, be trying to get paid
So, somebody get played... {right}
Now you claim I'm runnin game and still let us run the
Pulling braids, it wasn't me, it was the fame
Let a complain about disrespecting my african queen
Ass hangin out them daisy dukes jeans,
I love civilization
Wants to know my home location and means of transportation
The correct combination your placenta
I got a cellular phone with a rubber
On a three story house, drive a door ac
Favorite song of all time mobb "hit it from the back"
jet, I turn a bitch into my favorite
She my name cause I got more game than sega cd

Chorus: coolio, ras

You know it's drama, but it real good (3x)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on back
You know it's drama, but it sound good (3x)
You the game, and you still ended up on your back

two: ras kass

I try u.n.i.t.y. but
Cause when I was lackin, bitches me want to roll over and die
So now I lie, bitches are like flies {why? }
They attract to the best {oh!}
You gotta play max role unless you plan on being celibate
Cause bitches want the money clip and whatever dick comes with it
{the saw me in the lex and didn't know it came from avis
Now she's on the tip like my name was john
And I'm knowin what she thinks }
I'ma sweep her off her feet because I bought the hoe a
Bitch, haha I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to atlanta
{tomorrow} so we can kick it {tonight}
Right there I my dick was getting wetted
Cause I played into this cinderella complex
Whatever you to hear, I can say
Forget the bitch the next day, instant

Verse three:

Yo ras, let me talk about these bitches for a
But get it straight, when I say the word bitch
I mean all women
hookers come a dime a dozen if you thought they wasn't
You can hit hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin
Or her mama, you to have drama
flash some currency and go up in her auntie!
I'm talkin the skanless type loc
You the type that seem to like the taste of swipe
it
When it to saving hoes coolio ain't in it
Don't call me captain, general, sergeant, or
This ain't so don't you dare laugh
I gave the bitch my autograph, and she me some ass
But as soon as the hoe tried to get in my
I shot her ass from me *schch* like a skyrocket
it from a g, period, no comma, to keep these hookers
On they toes... you know the