Luyện nghe bài hát Drama

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

No disrespect to the sex
But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty
Men be trying to get laid, women be trying to get
So, somebody get played... {right}
Now you claim I'm runnin and still let us run the train
Pulling braids, it wasn't me, it was the fame
Let a dame complain about my african queen
Ass out them daisy dukes jeans, jockin
I love civilization
Wants to know my occupation location and means of transportation
The correct combination unlocked placenta
I got a cellular with a rubber antenna
On a three story house, a four door ac
Favorite of all time mobb deep's "hit it from the back"
Then jet, I turn a bitch my favorite
She know my 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 up on your back
You it's drama, but it sound real good (3x)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on your

two: ras kass

I try u.n.i.t.y. but
Cause I was lackin, bitches made me want to roll over and die
So now I lie, cause bitches are like {why? }
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 bitch} saw me in the lex and 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
{tomorrow} so maybe we can it {tonight}
there I knew my dick was getting wetted
Cause I played into this bitch's complex
you want to hear, I can say
Forget the the next day, instant replay

Verse three:

Yo ras, let me talk these bitches for a minute
But let's get it straight, when I say the bitch
I don't all women
Cause hookers 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 gots to have
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 of swipe
it
When it comes to hoes coolio ain't in it
Don't call me captain, general, sergeant, or
ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
I the bitch my autograph, and she gave me some ass
But as soon as the hoe to get in my pocket
I shot her ass away me *schch* like a skyrocket
Take it from a g, period, no comma, to keep hookers
On they toes... you the rest