Текст (слова) песни: Gambino Family f Ghetto Comission, KLC - Drama N My City

chorus [G-Spade]
Nothin` but drama n my city dawg
On every boulevard and every ward
We sendin` niggas to tha morg
Nothin` but drama n my city dawg
I pity y`all
If 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 steel
We wear white handkerchiefs on the battlefield
Now then
Them niggas steady droppin` like flies
From my hood to your hood, niggas losin` they lives
(Niggas losin` they lives)
So I keep on cock
So I won`t be the next one to fall off my block

[Valario]
Oh Shit! I heard shots
The spot`s hot
Wit` constant killin`
Blood spillin`
Another dead body left unforgiven
On both sides of the river
I`m lettin` `em go, lettin` `em rip
Lettin` `em hollow shot flip
Dawg, it`s real n the field
Choppers choppin`
Bodies droppin`
NIggas screamin` help
When they gettin` dealt
Nobody come
Until the red rum is done
There`s drama n my city

[Halloway]
Nothin` but 3-5-7 totas
And cutthroatas
Smokin` niggas like doulja
N a city of us souljas
Shots rang from the East to the Westbanks
But I ain`t even trippin` cuz I roll n a tank
God bless ya if you slippin` greatly
That`s that ass from the U.P.T., accross the canal
They blast
Wit` my mask and my vest on
Cuz I ain`t trynna get my rest on
If it`s on, then it`s on

chorus 2X

[KLC]
I`m they lay back mean man
Pockets full of green man
Niggas on my city have you leanin` like a kickstand
I`m on some of that "you want for that shit"
Because the city that you live n
Got niggas given n
You see I`m straight from the 3rd
You heard
Where niggas talk wit` a slur
And they mean every slur word
So get your mind right when you enter my cty
Cuz every city`s pretty

[Melichoir]
I give a fuck, I`m tired of livin` on my ass
This is stress of the game, they got me movin` fast
It ain`t easy, you best believe it`s gon` get harder
Instead of livin` on the streets, I rather put n slaughter
Magnolia, Calliope is where a nigga be
You fuck around and get taped to an oak tree
Damn, that`s nothin` but drama around my way black
You 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 CP3
If you fuckin` wit` these niggas, you won`t get no sleep
Besides, we play the game raw, so if you beef wit` me
Fake niggas get it real
Playa hatas gettin` killed
Bitch, bullets fly at will
Bitch, I hope you play it real
They got drama n my city
Dead bodie on the curb
Wit` bad tempers and bad nerves
Niggas get what they deserve

[Gotti]
40 Calibers and Smith-and-Wessons
From when these fuckin` cops is stressin`
Lord bless me, but these coward`s testin` me
Automatic guns fire tearin` holes through your flesh
Retaliatin` on my enemies, when they say death
Southern hospitality, so I`m snathin` your breath
The Commission, and The Family nigga, rippin` the track
We finally grew now watch this paper stack
I stay strapped
The Magnolia Projects is where I hustle at

chorus 2X

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