Bout That Drama 歌词
| 歌曲 | Bout That Drama |
| 歌手 | Master P |
| 专辑 | Ice Cream Man |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Master P | |
| Silkk Wassup fool? | |
| Silkk We gonna do this like real muthafuckin' g's. | |
| Silkk Time to take two in your fuckin' back | |
| Master P Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch | |
| Master P Bout that drama | |
| Master P No Limit | |
| [Silkk] | |
| Niggas must wanna fuckin' die bitch | |
| Talkin' that muthafuckin' shit | |
| I run with TRU | |
| I gives a fuck about who you run with | |
| Bitch we run this shit | |
| Nigga it be No Limit for life | |
| Across my stomach | |
| Runnin' is a bitch for the simple fact that I got drug money | |
| Got it for fifteen g's or more | |
| I ain't stretchen out upon the floor | |
| I want that cash in that bag | |
| Then Im'a dash | |
| I want that cash, and that dope | |
| It ain't no luv in this bitch | |
| I got a slug for a trick | |
| It's '95 my nigga, but I be livin' large and rich | |
| Gotta break 'em off the plastic | |
| Have them face down closed casket | |
| You niggas should never start that shit with a semi-automatic | |
| Stuff them niggas, freeze, show em my degrees | |
| I want them keys up in the lexus, bloody trail but police can't catch | |
| me | |
| Nigga wassup? (Murder) | |
| Fool | |
| Gettin' high up off that indo | |
| Niggas gettin' high 'n rich and bend low | |
| Cock with a glock | |
| Pop once to them low | |
| Nigga fade me | |
| Think I'm crazy? | |
| Nigga, I do this shit daily | |
| I'm bout that drama | |
| [Master P chorus] | |
| I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that drama | |
| No Limit niggas ready to kill | |
| We bout that drama | |
| We bout that drama bitch | |
| No Limit niggas are bout that drama | |
| That drama | |
| drama | |
| We bout that drama | |
| Givin' niggas one way tickets to the bahamas | |
| [Silkk] | |
| Bitch I been about that drama | |
| Nigga, this shit ain't gon' fuckin' stop | |
| My bullets ain't got no name | |
| and plus my trigga ain't gots no heart | |
| Freeze | |
| You niggas better duck | |
| I'm quick as fuck | |
| Nigga I'm rollin' in this fuckin' cutlass | |
| I gives a fuck bitch | |
| Nigga I falls for that bitch and ducks this | |
| nigga don't need to run though | |
| Cuz I'm knockin' everything up off the front porch | |
| With this gat 1-1-0 | |
| Nigga watch straight street sweeper | |
| Watchin' the block | |
| and the glock cock | |
| Nigga, boz with that shot your dome | |
| It be known I'm from the southside | |
| Bitch you thought wrong, | |
| I stick and move with this pistol grip | |
| I see you bleedin' tryna' get to the phone | |
| Call 9-1-1 | |
| But to late, you caught up in a 1-8-7 | |
| Stretched out on the stretcher | |
| Can't catch me bitch I'm to smooth | |
| Bullets to the dome, and I'm on and cool | |
| How you gon' catch me when the police ain't got no evidence | |
| I represent | |
| I bet you I get dead presidents | |
| Before I die I'm bust more fly | |
| For '97 P and Silkk gon' sell a billion. | |
| *Master P chorus and talking* |
| zuo ci : Master P | |
| Silkk Wassup fool? | |
| Silkk We gonna do this like real muthafuckin' g' s. | |
| Silkk Time to take two in your fuckin' back | |
| Master P Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch | |
| Master P Bout that drama | |
| Master P No Limit | |
| Silkk | |
| Niggas must wanna fuckin' die bitch | |
| Talkin' that muthafuckin' shit | |
| I run with TRU | |
| I gives a fuck about who you run with | |
| Bitch we run this shit | |
| Nigga it be No Limit for life | |
| Across my stomach | |
| Runnin' is a bitch for the simple fact that I got drug money | |
| Got it for fifteen g' s or more | |
| I ain' t stretchen out upon the floor | |
| I want that cash in that bag | |
| Then Im' a dash | |
| I want that cash, and that dope | |
| It ain' t no luv in this bitch | |
| I got a slug for a trick | |
| It' s ' 95 my nigga, but I be livin' large and rich | |
| Gotta break ' em off the plastic | |
| Have them face down closed casket | |
| You niggas should never start that shit with a semiautomatic | |
| Stuff them niggas, freeze, show em my degrees | |
| I want them keys up in the lexus, bloody trail but police can' t catch | |
| me | |
| Nigga wassup? Murder | |
| Fool | |
| Gettin' high up off that indo | |
| Niggas gettin' high ' n rich and bend low | |
| Cock with a glock | |
| Pop once to them low | |
| Nigga fade me | |
| Think I' m crazy? | |
| Nigga, I do this shit daily | |
| I' m bout that drama | |
| Master P chorus | |
| I' m bout that drama, I' m bout that drama | |
| No Limit niggas ready to kill | |
| We bout that drama | |
| We bout that drama bitch | |
| No Limit niggas are bout that drama | |
| That drama | |
| drama | |
| We bout that drama | |
| Givin' niggas one way tickets to the bahamas | |
| Silkk | |
| Bitch I been about that drama | |
| Nigga, this shit ain' t gon' fuckin' stop | |
| My bullets ain' t got no name | |
| and plus my trigga ain' t gots no heart | |
| Freeze | |
| You niggas better duck | |
| I' m quick as fuck | |
| Nigga I' m rollin' in this fuckin' cutlass | |
| I gives a fuck bitch | |
| Nigga I falls for that bitch and ducks this | |
| nigga don' t need to run though | |
| Cuz I' m knockin' everything up off the front porch | |
| With this gat 110 | |
| Nigga watch straight street sweeper | |
| Watchin' the block | |
| and the glock cock | |
| Nigga, boz with that shot your dome | |
| It be known I' m from the southside | |
| Bitch you thought wrong, | |
| I stick and move with this pistol grip | |
| I see you bleedin' tryna' get to the phone | |
| Call 911 | |
| But to late, you caught up in a 187 | |
| Stretched out on the stretcher | |
| Can' t catch me bitch I' m to smooth | |
| Bullets to the dome, and I' m on and cool | |
| How you gon' catch me when the police ain' t got no evidence | |
| I represent | |
| I bet you I get dead presidents | |
| Before I die I' m bust more fly | |
| For ' 97 P and Silkk gon' sell a billion. | |
| Master P chorus and talking |
| zuò cí : Master P | |
| Silkk Wassup fool? | |
| Silkk We gonna do this like real muthafuckin' g' s. | |
| Silkk Time to take two in your fuckin' back | |
| Master P Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch | |
| Master P Bout that drama | |
| Master P No Limit | |
| Silkk | |
| Niggas must wanna fuckin' die bitch | |
| Talkin' that muthafuckin' shit | |
| I run with TRU | |
| I gives a fuck about who you run with | |
| Bitch we run this shit | |
| Nigga it be No Limit for life | |
| Across my stomach | |
| Runnin' is a bitch for the simple fact that I got drug money | |
| Got it for fifteen g' s or more | |
| I ain' t stretchen out upon the floor | |
| I want that cash in that bag | |
| Then Im' a dash | |
| I want that cash, and that dope | |
| It ain' t no luv in this bitch | |
| I got a slug for a trick | |
| It' s ' 95 my nigga, but I be livin' large and rich | |
| Gotta break ' em off the plastic | |
| Have them face down closed casket | |
| You niggas should never start that shit with a semiautomatic | |
| Stuff them niggas, freeze, show em my degrees | |
| I want them keys up in the lexus, bloody trail but police can' t catch | |
| me | |
| Nigga wassup? Murder | |
| Fool | |
| Gettin' high up off that indo | |
| Niggas gettin' high ' n rich and bend low | |
| Cock with a glock | |
| Pop once to them low | |
| Nigga fade me | |
| Think I' m crazy? | |
| Nigga, I do this shit daily | |
| I' m bout that drama | |
| Master P chorus | |
| I' m bout that drama, I' m bout that drama | |
| No Limit niggas ready to kill | |
| We bout that drama | |
| We bout that drama bitch | |
| No Limit niggas are bout that drama | |
| That drama | |
| drama | |
| We bout that drama | |
| Givin' niggas one way tickets to the bahamas | |
| Silkk | |
| Bitch I been about that drama | |
| Nigga, this shit ain' t gon' fuckin' stop | |
| My bullets ain' t got no name | |
| and plus my trigga ain' t gots no heart | |
| Freeze | |
| You niggas better duck | |
| I' m quick as fuck | |
| Nigga I' m rollin' in this fuckin' cutlass | |
| I gives a fuck bitch | |
| Nigga I falls for that bitch and ducks this | |
| nigga don' t need to run though | |
| Cuz I' m knockin' everything up off the front porch | |
| With this gat 110 | |
| Nigga watch straight street sweeper | |
| Watchin' the block | |
| and the glock cock | |
| Nigga, boz with that shot your dome | |
| It be known I' m from the southside | |
| Bitch you thought wrong, | |
| I stick and move with this pistol grip | |
| I see you bleedin' tryna' get to the phone | |
| Call 911 | |
| But to late, you caught up in a 187 | |
| Stretched out on the stretcher | |
| Can' t catch me bitch I' m to smooth | |
| Bullets to the dome, and I' m on and cool | |
| How you gon' catch me when the police ain' t got no evidence | |
| I represent | |
| I bet you I get dead presidents | |
| Before I die I' m bust more fly | |
| For ' 97 P and Silkk gon' sell a billion. | |
| Master P chorus and talking |
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