King T - That's Drama lyrics

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King T - That's Drama lyrics

[Intro: King Tee] To all my real n***as in the house, check me out Without a doubt, Aftermath! Ha ha [Verse 1: King Tee] See, back in '93 when Eazy-E was alive Gs hit the spot to show the world how to ride But ever since he died, man, I felt sh** But this time to get these fruads delt wit Y'all n***as got shaked, mad cause y'all n***as is fake I'm sick of all them lies telling you take Known damn where you frauds are made, or wanna be You'se a prankster, made a little money turned gangster You're feeling paranoia? - yeah loc, I got something for ya It's real life, triffling n***as all up on ya Now, who you're scaring? - who you're daring little whinny? With your played out locs and beanie I'll knock you out, let me show you what this Westside is about f** them who*es, get money, get clout But so many boast about this and that And what they would do with that empty strap Load your gun, that's if you even own one You're throwing up signs where you from, never heard of you k** the murderers and _Bust Verses_ at your way Cause King Tee has set tripping on the bay [Chorus: King Tee] Y'all fools got drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools throwing up westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim That's drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools yelling out westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim [Verse 2: King Tee] Extra.. Extra, hear the whole scoop about your group They faker than them birds with whoop, it ain't real The ship might sail, but when the truth hits the light Your punk a** probably can't fight Telling all your gangster tales over your played out beats Woofing like you're coming from the streets But when I'm at your back with heat, there's no room for explaining Stripped like a b**h for campaigning I'm aiming at these fools who didn't pay their dues like W.C Experience to rough and hard times like RUN D The Triffling King Tee is back with the twelve gauge I'm finna act a fool, n***as felt the rampage Worldwide, with Pooh and Bobcat and Black Devin I've ripped _Pay Back_ in eighty seven Swear it ends, I bring the real gangster Bis' unconcealed Your whole background will be revealed [Chorus: King Tee w/ minor Variation] Y'all fools got drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools yelling out westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim That's drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools throwing up westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim [Verse 3: King Tee] They call me Big Balling, s**ers can't fade King Tipsy Alkaholic gypsy, murdering these sissies Diss me, I'll find that a** up real crispy Glock Nine, talking to you now, baby kiss me Caution, let me dress that a** for your coffin Often, I bring it to these fools quite awesome I ain't nothing to f** around with Cause baby, I'll leave you worthless like thirst I came through to break it down for my coast The land of the big dogs and the C-Locs Ain't to be trusted, so raise on up Before your punk a** probably get stuck You little b**h.. [Chorus: King Tee w/ major variations] You got drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools yelling out westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim That's drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h made for shame These fools yelling out westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim That's drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools throwing up westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim That's drama, talking out your brain for fame It's to put the b**h Made for shame These fools yelling out westside, known that they never g**n Much less "F" around with the hood they claim

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