Madam Scheez - Drama (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Christbearer] Yeah (19x) [Chorus: Christbearer] Drama, drama, that's what they call it Drama, drama, b**hes and n***as servin' Drama, drama, that's what they call it Drama, drama, don't even come to me with Drama, drama, that's what they call it Drama, drama, I'm tryin' to keep away' from Drama, drama, that's what they call it Drama, drama [Christbearer] Them b**hes servin' drama, to the young Dhali Llama Even stressing out my mama I'mma trip, like my n***a Big Kip When he had to put it down, servin' pounds of the chronic n***a, drama is a muthaf**a b**hes on my coat tail, while I'm bailing through the gutter Comin' out me with a world of geez Like, "It's your baby, and n***a, you gotta pay me" I'm like, b**h, now I done heard it all before While I was f**in', you was givin' up the drawers galore Don't even come at me with drama I told them n***as in the Palmer, you f**s with Jeff Dahmer [Lil' Disel] It's that same sh** that got my fam locked for ridin' with a burner That same sh** that made big Ike fight Tina Turner That everyday block sh** When some n***as start and get k**ed, cuz they known to chill Glock-less All one, runnin' they lips til they're done Your shine stop boy, like the eclipse of the sun In fact, I move too strong, refusin' to fall weak Just the bond and them jolly Northstars makin' a tweak And you know if we was out for the bricks, we out to the beach So one false move, and I'm slug to your speech It would be one lesson, I'mma wish, I ain't have to teach Like somebody grab these bangers and clean up the sweets [Meko the Pharaoh] Easy drawer, rollin' up roaches, West Coastin' Time floatin', throats chokin', minds brokin' Men holdin', and them n***as don't pause The grimiest of them all, smoke you til you fall But watch your angles, men get tangled f**in' with them Lost Angels, I know you see that Rat-a-tat-tat, a knife to your back, how you like that? All over some snaps, my n***as love to jack Ask my n***a Shorty Mack, he's a G Floatin' through the L.B., creatively I float, rollin' on a Northstar boat All f*gs get chocked, get broke and okeedoke [Interlude: Doc Doom] Yeah, Black Knights, n***a, huh, huh You know how we do, n***a, uh-huh Yeah, you n***as know, uh-huh, uh, uh [Doc Doom] I'm quick to do you in, my Ruger spin your foolish men My team is whooligans, who swim laps through these pools of sin Every day in Camelot, some one get shot a foul murder Plus the blocks stay hot, from cops chasin' curb servers Hit the gate quick, and sit up in a cell, take wasted My brothers in the pen right now, takin' up stake flicks He stated, insisted to trick you like a book of Matrix He hate it, but he's a rider, so I know he'll make it [Madam Scheez] That n***a better watch his mouth, and jump off the couch On my way, to my baby daddy baby mama house He got a whole lot of nerve, drop the babies and the bottle On the god damn curb Three o'clock, pop lockin', on my way out the crib n***a, hit me on the cell, he off a four year bid Six o'clock in the morning, when I opened the door Seized by n***a made a palet, on my living room floor I'm like, yo, hold up, you got me f**ed up You broke up in my chair, you dirty n***a bear Dondada, bring the drama, like the end of the line Gotta go, grab the four, cuz we check out time Scheez by nerve, got the herb, so lay in the back of the cut On meter maids, D.A.'s, police and tow trucks I got expired registration, on my form of probation Of the Hennessey sensation, f** the wishes obsession, drama