Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

["so much drama in the..." -- doggy dogg]
Verse ras kass

No to the opposite sex
But I ain't flexed punani yet that's my royalty checks
Men be to get laid, women be trying to get paid
So, somebody gotta get played...
Now you I'm runnin game and still let us run the train
Pulling coolio's braids, it wasn't me, it was the
Let a dame complain about disrespecting my african
Ass hangin out them daisy dukes jeans,
Damn I civilization
Wants to know my occupation home location and of transportation
The correct combination unlocked your
I got a phone with a rubber antenna
On a three story house, drive a door ac
Favorite song of all time mobb deep's "hit it the back"
Then jet, I turn a bitch into my
She know my name cause I got game than sega cd

Chorus: coolio, ras

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

Verse ras kass

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

Verse three:

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