Bring The Drama lyrics

by

Kingpin Skinny Pimp


[Intro]
Toe to toe, back to back
Gat for Gat, it's like that, motherf*cker
Ratatata

[Verse 1: Big Debo]
Lay low, ridin' deep
Debo's on a f*ckin' creep
Gonna' leave a sucker lyin' dead on the city streets
That's how it is, when you comin' into to my f*ckin' Hood
n*ggas that constantly dyin'
b*tches that constantly cryin'
Momma's constantly havin' crazy sh*t on her mind
Callin' up my brothers, yeh they ballin' down and over here
They got the word
I took sum' birtch, from one of these weak ass n*ggas
No hesitation, from my mind
You know I pull the trigger, my barrel is constantly smokin'
Your body is constantly droppin'
Them buckshots constantly poppin'
Yo' family constantly [?]
Redrum, here we come, I think im finna' lose my mind
Time to leave some bodies in a victim of my psycho crimеs

[Verse 2: Z-Dogg]
I got some ana' with this n*gga around the f*ckin' way
He thinks hе hard, he gonna make Z-Dogg spray
I used to go to his hood, where I knew this ho
Everytime I went in, he knocked on my door
Asked the b*tch, Can he use the f*ckin' phone
I don't know what's goin' on, but I got my tone
It was about twelve, I'm in the room with his ho
I jumped off, I heard a knock in the door
I said "Who is it?"
The n*gga said his name was Mike
I said "Mike, you need to take a f*ckin' hike"
Im in his room with his ho, every minute on
He said "Alright", but Mike had a f*ckin' tone
[?] fallin' to my '98
I put my coat on, I gotta' get my sh*t straight
Mike came back, around three o'clock
I was in the kitchen scopin' with my .9 Glock
He knocked at the door, *Buck, buck* goes my .9
I shot him nine times In his spine, left him dyin'
On the ground, face to the concrete
That's what you get, when you got ana with the "Z"
[Verse 3: A.K.]
Once again im on yo' set with my TEC, to yo' neck
Don't forget, If you slip, hollow tips gon' make you flip
Never cross this Memphis G
Gimisum, we sucker-free
Keep that Ana out the sky, 7-4, 'til I die
With that chrome .9 to yo' head, how the f*ck you think im scared?
You a dead motherf*cker in the meat, full of lead
I got this TEC-9 automatic, for you b*tches with the static
Bring the drama to yo' dome, crush yo' chest and hit the floor
You will never know the time, the day when I creep into your house and brush yo' with the A to the K

[Outro]
Toe to toe, back to back
Gat for Gat, it's like that, motherf*cker
Toe to toe, back to back
Gat for Gat, it's like that, motherf*cker
Ratatata
Toe to toe, back to back
Gat for Gat, it's like that, motherf*cker
Toe to toe, back to back
Gat for Gat, it's like that, motherf*cker
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