Uhh, okay, know what this is Jim capo nigga, we back on this Drama king, drama game, bird Dip set, y'all know what it is nigga, for the streets Harlem, stand up, east side You know what it is, it
my hood throwin' weed out the window Half my hood be out the window Tell throw the key out the window I in front so I can see out the window Get inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah bikers we ride Better yet pilots we fly me you be flyin' all high Like a bunch of birds and we dump the And we the birds but "Mums" the word
Word, man bird gang I you heard Mayne But on Holmes, I be rollin' stones up like a rollin' stone Blocked up and I hold the Pop up I will blow up homes, dip set, he it's on Yeah, it ain't fair I'll squeeze a flare, I'll leave him bleedin' there, no breathin' air Just leave him there police get there
Whoo! That's my kind of Fucked up bulletproof shirt we grind the work, all kind of work We watch po-po, they tryin' Fuck dough, they dyin' of thirst Huh, so we cop it and fry it and divide it, toppers supply it Yeah hit the and he try it watch the cops when they eye us Yeah you know our block riots
If it's we can start it Start the drama, get Grab the llama, load the yo' ass into a target If it's drama we gon' it If it's problems we solve it Big revolvers, you the Load the hammers, the cartridge
If it's drama we can it Start the drama, get the llama, load the cartridge Turn yo' ass into a If drama we gon' start it If problems we gon' solve it Big revolvers, you the Load the hammers, the cartridge
I pop hoes and greet ya, and cheese ya Send Vatos, and Gablones to meet ya They pop yo' top slow, pa blow and ya I got dough, papo or chop low I got hoes, papo lock load the finger
So all the broads now all across All now, let's all get all down Yeah, on the floor now, lower your drawer Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know you thir-sty I'm a gorilla case, Harlem's my villa Nigga what, nigga wait get it what, get it Nigga, get it fucked, get the Get it up, in face
Yeah, what, nigga hey That's how my peeps roll, how the streets go That's street code, G roll, we Man, the boy gets busy, for sure fo' sheezy The boy the busiest, all the of rap
If it's drama we can it the drama, get retarded Grab the llama, the cartridge yo' ass into a target If it's drama we start it If it's problems we gon' it Big revolvers, you the Load the hammers, the cartridge
If drama we can start it the drama, get retarded Grab the llama, load the Turn yo' ass a target If it's drama we start it If problems we gon' solve it Big revolvers, you the Load the hammers, the cartridge
I gotta cock and load, finna pop hoes Kill a let the glocks explode Come up on a corner rocks and blows Get the millimeter rock and roll hit him with the heaters in the heart And I hurt him with the hollows every time I heard he come around If you want the drama get up off the tip I'll be the only motherfucker dubs and the pounds here
It ain't for me to throw them thangs If a nigga try to go inside, I come him off Catch you with the shiny rings And ain't no for you to get dramatic on takin 'em off Catch him open I'm kickin' in the do' Shoot up on the ceiling I get him on the flo' Take yo' cash, yo' dro Mac-11 and a forty-fo'
Get killers, you better go get your gangstas go get your hustlers, better go get your riders Better go get your motherfuckers that'll handle biz a nigga even if they gotta do a bid Dress up like chicken when I you with a wig Take away your and they kidnapped kids
at us then it's tit for tat We the niggaz that be known to hit a lick for Makin' money puttin' on the tit with packs Don't want no drama with the honorary I got a desert eagle and a full of shells Opposition hangin' on a tip, make galore Thinkin' I'ma let they swell murder when I'm fillin' up the clip and I'm ready for war
Goin' through bodies and drillin' the Dead 'em so then you be feelin' the fall I'm makin' that my enemy blood's fillin' the halls When the twista got static, I'll be killin' all 'Cause that's drama
If it's we can start it Start the drama, get Grab the llama, load the Turn yo' ass a target If it's drama we gon' it If it's problems we gon' it Big revolvers, you the Load the hammers, load the
If drama we can start it Start the drama, get Grab the llama, load the Turn yo' ass into a If it's drama we gon' it If it's problems we gon' it Big revolvers, you the the hammers, load the cartridge