Drama Lord Lyrics - Mop

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Drama lord

[ verse 1: billy danzini ]
Billy danzini is known to the world as a drama lord
Beat more bodies than mr. gotti so i'm not a fraud
If you're clever then you can put 2 and 2 together
Real niggas do real things so that mean whatever
You was warned before you came
So i ain't to blame for your xxx being torn out the frame
I get nuts off whenever beef occur
All i'm askin ya is are you ready for the massacre?
If you want it then you can get it homes
What you fail to realize is danzenie is not alone
Come with your boys and roll with force
No need for your vest cause i ain't in it for your chestboard
Tell my peoples that's real: get your steel
Nigga slipped up so grip up and meet me on the hill
Lil' fame (whatever) ruff is with it
Shaq call for bang and tell him to bring the thang-thang
Danzenie will never have it that's why i keep my automatic
In case i run into some static
Search all night lookin for the gun fight
Troopin from dust to dawn ready to get it on
Creep through the town checkin out the scene
Index finger on the trigger of my serve machine
So don't ever harass me or put nothin past me
Cause you'll be the next when i blast gee
Bust caps back at your mac and clap this is the proper applause
For billy danzenie the drama lord

[ verse 2: lil' fame ]
Which one of you xxxxx niggas is ready to start static?
Who want it (i want it) slap let him have it!
Clack-clack-pow buck him down somethin sweet
Cave in his chest put him to rest on the concrete
M.o.p.'s ready to hurt a muthafucka
Bustin a nigga down with the brownsville sluggers
Punk niggas game and i spot it
When i pack out my joint muthafuckas say: "you got it!"
Once it's on nobody play fight
Shit jump off and i pump that xxx off broad daylight
Instead of a nigga hurtin me first
I put that xxxx in reverse and put that xxx in a hearse
Though guys come with it and get it
Whenever i got my heat man
I bring the beef like the meat man
Put him away send his xxx to jesus
Put his xxx to sleep let him rest in pieces
Me and my peoples got all types of gats
12-guage shot guns tec-9 nines and macs
4-pounds and tray-deuce and a .44 bulldog
To set it off and let the dogs loose
Put up your xxxx and we can rumble
But if i'm in double trouble
Then i'ma bust a nigga like a bubble
See the niggas that i roll with they don't run
Niggas use every muthafuckin bullet in a gun
Son we'll bring the terror to your territory
Pump em up dump em off and after that go get a 40
Word to mama when it's drama i send em to the morgue
Niggas can't stand the reign of lil' fame the drama lord

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