So Much Drama

Nik Nack is in the house for the four
 My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold
 Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top
 My limo even slide through on the late night for that high
 I wanna zoom zoom, bumpin', Luni tunes, candy paint K 5
 Bitches, I stay high, playa hate
 Callin' me a balla, shot calla
 'Cause I'm slangin' all the major weight
 Blam, close the door to my residence
 Po-po start searchin' low but found no evidence
 They tryin' to wash me an our county like Downy
 Quick to pick a nigga Nack up like Downty
 Don't clown me, bitch
 Dyke hoes wanna lick my clit
 But end up gettin' stuck in the gut with a dick
 Down for my shit, tricks wanna get 'em up with me
 Because they heard their baby-daddy fucked with me
 But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt
 The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail
 What the hell? What the fuck do you mean?
 Your boyfriend is a dope fiend
 And he smoked up all my ice cream
 Oops, upside yo' head fo' gettin' licked like a lollipop
 Let yo? nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get lolli-hopped
 By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla
 Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
 Fuck around and trust yo' under-folks
 Like dope fiends, you leave yo' cream with
 Post, you come back and yo' whole bundle goes
 Or this niggaz add dirt to the list
 Getaway clean but one wanna keep everything
 He gots to cook it 'cause we need the good shit to post
 Tryin' to bake a whole thing, this fool claim that the pot broke
 But here goes 5 G's and dubs
 You can probably catch mo' 'cause I chop slugs
 Blood bubbles, so I charge it to the game with no shame
 Even though we got away with a whole thang of cocaine
 I got fucked in the deal, somethin' cool, why me?
 'Cause that 5 G's he gave me was boo-boo
 Too much drama in the streets of the Oak
 Niggaz will tell you what they want you to hear
 Not what you should know
 Instead of sellin' mo' cream, niggaz is sellin' mo' dreams
 Lyin' just to kick it sellin' weight with no fiends
 Now this is somethin' that I don't understand
 Why the fuck would that nigga Master P
 Call himself the? Ice cream man?
 Bitch, don't you hear the music?
 That's jankie as fuck, he musta been off the fluid
 Niggaz steadily tryin' to take shit from the next man
 Don't playa hate, just give a pound and let the best stand
 It's too much skrilla in the land fo' niggaz to be hatin'
 Captain Savin, I just don't understand
 'Cause when I was a youngsta, money was so damn hard to find
 Hooked up with my young comrades and we was steadily on the grind
 When I wanted to bubble, fools start trippin', talkin' shit
 They never woulda thought I'd be the mothafucker with all of the grip
 Check this out here you jive ass turkeys man
 Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O, there's only one Mobb, man
 Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck
 And get yo' ass booted off
 I can't stand punks on a manhunt that destroy
 Lay low 'cause my 44 will make yo' ass glow like Bruce Leroy
 Since they bigger, many figure that I can't throw
 But they don't know about this bow-legged skinny nigga
 Mad because I'm foldin' grip plus rollin' thick
 Still up on that late night loadin' clips, holdin' shit to myself
 Shotgun bullets be bad fo' them health
 So save that gang-bang shit on somebody else
 Where I peep thugs have drugs to sell you
 Don't fuck wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you
 Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note
 And Noo-Trybe to fools slide at my show
 Because I make the whole fuckin' O hoo-ride
 Slide to get the remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp
 Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy
 Been havin' suicidal tendencies the whole day
 Alazae will have a nigga on lock down like O.J.
 Slang a gang of caine like the Cubans, they hate when I'm crusin'
 Don't fuck around and get yo' life ruined
 Fool, so take yo' last look, you get yo' ass whooped
 Your Rolex took 'cause broke niggaz make the best crooks
 You best look over your shoulder, high-rolla with that cola
 'Cause my soldiers come with mo' force than Yoda
 No bloopers or blunders, we fed to head with mo' bread than Wonder
 And strapped with a Mac-11 and go under
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
 It's so much drama in the streets
 And I can't tell you why the funk be deep
 Do you really know where ya goin' to?
 Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?