Bun B - Drama lyrics

[Intro: Lil' Jon, DJ KaySlay] [Lil' Jon] Hey (hey!), what?! (what?!) It's the motherf**ing Drama King, KaySlay (yeah!) Me, it's ya boy Lil' Jon, hey (hey!) Let's go (ha!), what?! (what?!) what?! Let's go (ha!), yeah, hey! (hey!) Let's go (ha!) [DJ KaySlay] + (Lil' Jon) A yo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama (drama!) King Ain't nothin' but real (yeah) n***as up on this track (what?) right here A yo Brian, we gots to get up in the mix Like we back on the block in '86 [Hook: Lil' Jon] If my hood talkin' fake sh**, what you gon' catch?! (Drama!! Drama!!) What?! What?! (Drama!! Drama!!) In my face thinkin' "oh he hard!" he'll catch (Drama!! Drama!!) Yeah! (Drama!! Drama!!) Tryin' to say somethin' freak b**h, what he gon' get?! (Drama!!, Drama!!) Hey! Hey! (Drama!! Drama!!) You better back up b**h before you get slapped quick! (Drama!! Drama!!) About that n***a named! (Drama!! Drama!!) [Verse 1: Bun B] n***as sayin' what they gon' do when they see that Bun B You tellin' everybody out there all that dumb sh** but me Alright, you n***as want it, I got it fu*k IT, it's his space (space) Soon as I get the work from +Kay+, n***as is gettin' +Slay+ed (slayed) The 50 Caliber handgun, the Mack (Mack), the Glove (Glove) Catch a n***a off the street, show his b**h-a** some love (b**h-a** some love) Ho, you ain't gettin' no greater, you's a hater Give him 30 in his grill, feed his a** to the gators f** him now, f** him later, n***as know cause n***as seen it (seen it) I'm gettin' my money now or get yo' b**h-a** between it (b**h-a** between it) Rawer than Sushi and still swimmin' in the sea I don't know how sh** was but I know how sh** is finna be (what?) k**in' off the enemy, short stoppin' ya cuts (yeeah) Cuttin' off ya supply cause now your connect workin' for us (okay) Grab the thang and I'm a bust, I ain't scared to do the time So if you wanna f** wit us, best of have it on ya mind, n***a [Hook: Lil' Jon] [Verse 2: David Banner] KaySleezy, man it's easy, look, for me to go and bust On p**y-a** n***as who can't shut the f** up The Drama-Slap-Ya-Momma King and Mr. Mississippi If it's problems come and get me man, I'll dump 150 Out the (A) K, blowin' my way, make his momma say, "oh my!" n***as die, I roll around high All the dro clicked out bustin' the .44 If ya really buck girl, then you slap that ho Knock her out b**h look, ya know what I'm about Born fair If ya real then put it in the air Big guns, big funds and real big wheels Go on hit him in his chest and watch his body windmill Aw fu*k, David Banner is comin' out the cut All I got in this world is my word and my nut - f** n***a [Lil' Jon talking] + (David Banner) Yo we gotta let these (yeah) n***as know what they gettin' When they f**ing startin' wit that bullsh** [Hook: Lil' Jon] [Verse 3: Baby D] Motherf**er want it, get done up Packin' heat out the summer BLAOW! BLAOW! in the crowd Now watch the crowd go ball And this here (yeeah) about the clip and (ho) they dug it (ho) And givin' blood up (come on) I'm too fast for 'em Mr. Potato (oh) Head (ooh), n***a then slid and mash on Clash on 'em (yeeah), hara** 'em (yeeah) Flash 'em (yeeah) wit a full tank of gas Then put this (oh) in ya a** Wit acid (yeeah), without a reason (ho) ain't leakin' But (come on) how my tolerance is limited Got 'em smokin' like chimney, leave ya body dumpin' like Jimmeny You the enemy that envy me (ho) it's a sin to be (come on) Friends wit these n***as who ain't kin to me Family, countin' (ooh) the problems, when we jump off probably Hard and he soft (hey), I was taught (ho) Uh, (come on) when you done wit 'em (what?), they better not be able to walk Don't talk (yeeah) and let your answers speak for ya (for ya) The block ain't hot until it boil I love the block (yeeah) like hot pot did Donald Boyle (ooh) I make bread on the soil [Hook: Lil' Jon]