Luyện nghe bài hát Save The Drama

[Verse 1: Brown]
Gun shots, we
Hennessy, I really like scotch
At the don I'm talking to the dutch
And the man with the pockets fam you up
Dippers and the wait
Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep your down
Get loud when that sound
You it, don't count up
No tops, no
Go to collect, we in when we shop
You gotta the man props
Your girl a man lots
Fuck it, I'm on that like a rumpa
If I tag her, gotta her have a bumper
All that pussy, got it for ya like a
And I she got that wagon from her mama

[Hook: Chris
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
me terrified
I can tell you skilled cause you your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' up the floor
Smoking all that you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, she let me record
And I know where your at
Got your from your mama
And I wanna set back
Just do me a favor and the drama

2: Tracy T]
Get the baddest and treat it like the worst
the Henny, tripping if you pop the pussy first
We fuck, I'm gon' fuck or we gon' fall in love
I will get 'em once, fucking, fucking with the
texting, I'm a dog fetching
Bitch I'm on, no flexing, a 100 besties
See that's just for that extra Range, to forget them
Your body's under my belt, just to it official
I forget that he mission, never forget the
Thinking all the way in, killing and the victims
I got trust issues, I might you tripping
Really I be tripping, rolling with all the
West is, this the gang, you better catch it
'Fore you be over tested, rather pull up in a
Used to up in Chevys, I'm the kind that can get enough
I'm the kind that can get the paper I can't get enough nigga

Chris Brown]
Call it a how she do
The in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me
I can tell you skilled you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the
Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I know your head's at
Got attitude from your mama
And I don't set back
Just do me a and save the drama

[Verse 3: Kevin
Big boy's girl, big boy's girl, he be pum pum, like the jay's
I done made love in the places, I'm a real plug, move things on the daily
Like the mon in the morn' opposite, the ganj and we poof everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider, I know the man right on sight
Hit the notes like Mariah
I done feel the bitch when the is right
I'mma grow, get you high tonight
Balling up, whip the pussy, mine
I can see you want me, pull you closely, song on silent, the phone ring
Keep hands on me, just get it, frisk my waistband, ass and titties
Keep me Miss Gates, don't do digits, my phone bling, been 2 million
Maybach, low key, big hit me, it's 36 Coupe, I'm whipping
on trap, that's 3 more chickens, new boo game on fleek, room glistening
Chris be get me it chickens, raps on lap, big shit I did it
to the back, lot of taps on chilling, matter of fact, big racks I get it
When the game on, stop tripping, bullshit make a real nigga lose interest

[Hook: Chris
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we light up the floor
Smoking all ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me
And I where your head's at
Got your attitude your mama
And I wanna set back
do me a favor and save the drama