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8 ball mjg – you don’t want drama lyrics

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yeah, it’s bad boy south n-gg-z, ball and g
orange mound, the moment you’ve all been waitin’ for
collaboration, c’mon now, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, come on

straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound
spit it how i live it, keep it gutter, that’s how we get down
i wanna see you get it crunk, let a n-gg- know what hood you from
everybody wit me drunk as f-ck, break it down and roll it up

back it up, a girl like you, a n-gg- like me can’t p-ss it up
rollin’ by, lookin’ good, put it in reverse then back it up
what’s the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here
they broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold mouth that shine

hard to touch, sorry to tell you, you boys out here ain’t hard as us
it’s ball and g, part of the streets, ‘cuz the streets are a part of us
lay it down, please remember, games we don’t play them now
disrespect, please remember, stains we gon’ spray them round

buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no

get up, get crunk, let’s race to the trunk
get a pump, unload and dump, forget it, close the trunk
in the middle of a fire, scotch and burn him, let’s overheat him
really mistreat him, let’s rodney king him and over beat him

mjg is the reason yo season needed seasonal spices
they needed more life and lucky yo wife was bleedin’
i don’t like this leavin’ yo body, for drinkin’ too much bacardi
you should’ve known when you started, never f-ck with g and e

in any climate i’m shinin’, ’cause i’m perfect wit timin’
i’m good for rippin’ and rhymin’ in and out the beat
and 8 ball is loadin’ the clip for n-gg-z supposin’ to trip
and you know i’m rollin’ the whip, we finna set ’em free

buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no

8 ball and g, get it crunk fa sho
my swagger, my flavor, my pimpin’, my flow
my ho, my woman, my slacks, my denims
my backstroke in swimmin’ in pools wit models in ’em

them boys, they hate it, we hustle, we made it
we richer, the picture, is two of the greatest
the realest, you b-mp some ball and g, you gon’ feel it
guaranteed, muhf-cker, stamp, sign, seal it

we placin’ the fakest, they don’t give it up, we gon’ take it
the realest up in in this n-gg-z buckin’, b-tches shakin’
they -sses but cash it, might be a habit
like mics when we grab it, we c-ck it, we blast it

buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
buss a n-gg- head, smack a ho, shoot the club up
b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch, n-gg-, b-tch
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no
you don’t want drama, no, you don’t want none, no

so here we go, bad boy south, ball and g, orange mound
new york collaboration, you don’t want no drama, you don’t want none
i see you atl, let’s tear this sh-t up, c’mon, c’mon
i said, let’s tear this sh-t up, yeah, yeah, ball and g
bad boy south, let’s go, let’s work these motherf-ckers
let’s get this money n-gg-z, yeah, as we proceed