Obie Trice - Drama Setter lyrics

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Obie Trice - Drama Setter lyrics

[Prison guard] "Mr. Yayo, you're free to go So I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow, eh?" {*laughs*} [Intro: Eminem] + (Tony Yayo) {*Eminem laughs*} Yeah! Haha, guess who's home?! Tony Yayo! Yeah! Obie Trice c'mon! (Here we go now!) [Hook: Eminem] I'm a drama setter, grippin my Berretta, sippin' Amaretto Man you crazy if you think I'mma let up, I told you I'm a drama setter I'll be the first to set it, homie, you can bet it Just don't get in the way of my cheddar, man cause I'm a drama setter I don't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me, don't make me have you In the trauma center with your momma crying cause her only son is dying She don't know it's just your karma catchin up cause I'm a drama setter [Tony Yayo] I'll poke you man, I'm Rikers Island Pokemon I got COs bringing me filet mignon But now a n***a home lookin frail in the drop (what up) With a b**h shotgun that's inhaling the co*k I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops And got Glocks in the Lex so we ride behind cops (break it down now) Broke days, we used to put water in our cereal Now we're crossing borders just to shoot another video It's Tony Montana on full body armor Soning n***as like Alfredo in The Godfather Two shot revolver, that Dillinger sh** And the AR-15 bending your six We taking trips to Morocco just to tan We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool million I'll put money on your hairline, your dime and your children [Hook] [Obie Trice] Since Yayo is home, them A-Rs is drawn Obie's Guerilla-Unit, f** affiliation We are one, it is senseless for you to prevent this The 40 cal'll put you up under some photosynthesis At any given instant (gunshot) another incident You just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperment And we holding them K's, that's why homie won't age Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they thow him in cages But now my n***a's loose, our crews is bulletproof All brought to you from whom's pupils' baby blues His short fuses put your portrait on the news n***a, them screws is loose when you f**in with them Shady dudes [Hook] [Tony Yayo] I got fat while I was gone, but now I'm here And yall rappers only bust shots only in fear Chinchillas on my back, itchy fingers on the Mac Get scrilla off of crack, get 50's shooter back Listen homie, don't let them n***as amp you money Cause I got n***as in Queens that k** for Pamper money Move like kaiser, Jayson Williams slaughter the driver My daughter Maniyah, know that the kid spit fire Reality rap, n***a check my salary cap I give guns to my soldiers with a battery pack What you know about light planes and heavy coke And them d** being smuggled on them fast speed boats It's the rap tycoon, Tony yall all know me See me on MTV, I'm a parolee I was out for twelve hours and went right back in For three hots and one cot doing time in the pen [Hook]

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