Magic! - When Drama Came lyrics

[snoop dogg] Yo, fiend, magic, check this out. This snoop dogg. I got a problem with this n***a down south, ya know what I'm sayin? Round y'all way. So uh, get my back and handle that for me ya know what I'm sayin? Tru drama. [fiend] It's mr. womp womp Grenades and pistols in the trunk trunk Watch whatcha, whatcha want, cause I can bring the funk funk Back with a hump, from pools of this skunk blunt Two things I smoke away, that's why many murders in one When I left em like clothes, retaliation was mine Cause fiend was keepin his strap on him at all times I was designed to carry higher caliburs then nines Tossin brain cells away, that cut is all in the mind Now I'm a bad motherf**er, been through the baddest of tragic Behind snoop and magic, it could happen right in traffic I'm a no limit battler, the one that's here to hurt ya And when you know when I came, and drama came, his name was murder [snoop dogg] Chorus Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash (when drama came then came murder) Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash (when drama came, drama came, then came murder) x2 [snoop dogg] Ridin through the backwoods, late night creepin Lookin for a gimp, stuntin like a pimp I stopped by the waffle house to get some grits and toast Man a n***a sure do miss the west coast Folks I never had drama that my mama didn't prepare me for But this one time couldn't nobody save me loc sh** got thick, I'm with this b**h, say she down with the clicque And all I want to do was get my dick licked Rule number one, keep the heater close by I can't believe that b**h would set me up, she was so fly Why do b**hes set n***as up, huh bro Why n***as don't give a f** I wear the mud among fiend and magic, it's tragic how it went down Tru tank dogs on a mission with the dogg pound Layin n***as down, fool how that sound Down south, hustlin for cash Never slippin, keep my heater on the dash [snoop dogg] Chorus x2 [magic] When drama came I'm movin so fast that you n***as never saw me comin I wear a fortyfive glock up around my waist and all the p**y motherf**ers Start runnin I'm from the lower nine n***a, see me blast, so don't let me see a Motherf**er blink I don't want your bank, I don't want your ride, everybody in this b**h goin Stank I'm on a mission for my n***as who told me that all you n***as had somethin To say So I'm goin blast at you ba*tards and I'll be on my way See I'm a rapper but I'm still a thug, it's in my blood, ain't nothin change If you n***as test my patience and I will release pain When drama came, then came murder When drama came, when drama came, then came murder When drama came, then came murder When drama came, when drama came, then came murder When magic came, magic came, then came murder When fiend came, fiend came, then came murder When snoop came, snoop came, then came murder When they all came, tank dogs, then cause murder When drama came, then came murder When drama came, when drama came, then came murder