Текст песни Gambino Family f Ghetto Comission, KLC - Drama N My City
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chorus [G-Spade]Nothin` but drama n my city dawgOn every boulevard and every wardWe sendin` niggas to tha morgNothin` but drama n my city dawgI pity y`allIf y`all bustas ain`t cocked, these niggas play it raw[G-Spade]Every ward n my city bustin`Niggas livin` for somethin`But dyin` for nothin`Head bustin`Cuz they thought you said somethin` (Bitch what you say?)That`s why a nigga packin` that steelWe wear white handkerchiefs on the battlefieldNow thenThem niggas steady droppin` like fliesFrom my hood to your hood, niggas losin` they lives (Niggas losin` they lives)So I keep on cockSo I won`t be the next one to fall off my block[Valario]Oh Shit! I heard shotsThe spot`s hotWit` constant killin`Blood spillin`Another dead body left unforgivenOn both sides of the riverI`m lettin` `em go, lettin` `em ripLettin` `em hollow shot flipDawg, it`s real n the fieldChoppers choppin`Bodies droppin`NIggas screamin` helpWhen they gettin` dealtNobody comeUntil the red rum is doneThere`s drama n my city[Halloway]Nothin` but 3-5-7 totasAnd cutthroatasSmokin` niggas like douljaN a city of us souljasShots rang from the East to the WestbanksBut I ain`t even trippin` cuz I roll n a tankGod bless ya if you slippin` greatlyThat`s that ass from the U.P.T., accross the canalThey blastWit` my mask and my vest onCuz I ain`t trynna get my rest onIf it`s on, then it`s onchorus 2X[KLC]I`m they lay back mean manPockets full of green manNiggas on my city have you leanin` like a kickstandI`m on some of that "you want for that shit"Because the city that you live nGot niggas given nYou see I`m straight from the 3rdYou heardWhere niggas talk wit` a slurAnd they mean every slur wordSo get your mind right when you enter my ctyCuz every city`s pretty[Melichoir]I give a fuck, I`m tired of livin` on my assThis is stress of the game, they got me movin` fastIt ain`t easy, you best believe it`s gon` get harderInstead of livin` on the streets, I rather put n slaughterMagnolia, Calliope is where a nigga beYou fuck around and get taped to an oak treeDamn, that`s nothin` but drama around my way blackYou keep playin` you get hollows up you fuckin` spine[Reginelli]Reginelli, I`m born and raised n they U.P.T.Magnolia, Melphanine to the CP3If you fuckin` wit` these niggas, you won`t get no sleepBesides, we play the game raw, so if you beef wit` meFake niggas get it realPlaya hatas gettin` killedBitch, bullets fly at willBitch, I hope you play it realThey got drama n my cityDead bodie on the curbWit` bad tempers and bad nervesNiggas get what they deserve[Gotti]40 Calibers and Smith-and-WessonsFrom when these fuckin` cops is stressin`Lord bless me, but these coward`s testin` meAutomatic guns fire tearin` holes through your fleshRetaliatin` on my enemies, when they say deathSouthern hospitality, so I`m snathin` your breathThe Commission, and The Family nigga, rippin` the trackWe finally grew now watch this paper stackI stay strappedThe Magnolia Projects is where I hustle atchorus 2X