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southside playaz - drama lyrics

f-ck who, f-ck you n-gg- [x4]

[hook:]
f-ck who, f-ck you n-gg-
(bring on the drama)
f-ck who, f-ck you n-gg-
(bring on the drama)
f-ck who, f-ck you n-gg-
(bring on the drama
i ain’t barring nan n-gg-, and his mama)

[mike d:]
lay the f-ck down, your blood done stepped down you sitting fat
down south, with my d-ck in your mouth
lil’ troy i’ll whip your buns baby cuz, so come with it
wet your friendly -ss up, and watch this hk start zipping
your boys look like a comma, when i come through dipping
light up that whole block, when this playa start spitting
boy you get no love, playing tag-team snitching
dump that boy in a ditch, and let him sleep with the fishes
maybe in the streets, gon get a little vicious
we know you wired up, and got the fed’s snapping pictures
we well up on our toes, do this thang not split us
i can’t chill wit ya, so i guess i’ll deal with ya

[hook]

[mr. 3-2:]
2000 popped off, and it’s war in the streets
friends turned enemies, the game don went deep
so ready i have my heat, for all you n-gg-z plotting
pumps and ak’s spray, when the cops start dropping
southside body rocking, sh-t bout to get bl–dy
i’m on endo, and my drank still muddy
you hoe -ss n-gg-z is funny guddy, b-tch so take it like that
cause i’m still wondering what happened, to my n-gg- fat pat
it’s our way and respected these streets, and big heads
while snitches crossed the line us, and working with the fed’s
in the sight of the infrared, now you marked for death
so be your ever f-cking cool, you better watch your step
love and go left, now the boss got plex
i’ma bring the drama, and put your mama in a dress
hollow tips to the chest, body wounds you dead
should of watched what you said, now i got prices on your head

[hook]

[clay-doe:]
can’t no motherf-cker tell me bout drama, cause i lived it
n-gg-z jumped off of that line, back in it
toe to toe, i’ll sneak a hoe and straight steal him
b-tches gotta accept the cards, that we dealing
tired of these motherf-ckers, talking down and grinning
prop tint, represent expo spinning
first affiliation we see, slugs in him
lord forgive us we sinning, street life we in it
that’s the price you gotta pay, if you wanna stay independent
four star laf-tex, ride gorgeous in it
if it’s on come on n-gg-, let us know that it’s on
cause they know we ain’t barring nan n-gg-, or his t-jones
it’s b-tches out here helping fed’s, set up or phone
for that i’m strapped, under your bed up at your home
your orders, you so suck a f-cking gang of d-ck
you better watch for the hit, and who you hanging with

[hook]

[talking:]
look out n-gg- it’s on, mike d is home n-gg-
it’s official n-gg-, the war done just started n-gg-
you might as well get your pairs, and load em up n-gg-
load your raggedy motherf-ckers up
cause it’s on on sight n-gg-, and i ain’t barring nan n-gg- and his mama n-gg-
you lil’ snitch b-tch, telling on every motherf-cking rider here
you god d-mn k-mart, puff daddy “wanna be a baller” motherf-cker
you wanna be a baller so bad, motherf-cker
that you told on everybody, get your lil’ eighteen months
you lil’ b-tch, the war is on laf-tex riders n-gg- and it’s on
get your b-tch -ss, across the state line or somewhere

- southside playaz lyrics

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