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letra de drama in my city - gambino family

f/ ghetto comission, klc

chorus [g-spade]
nothin’ but drama n my city dawg
on every boulevard and every ward
we sendin’ n-gg-s to tha morg
nothin’ but drama n my city dawg
i pity y’all
if y’all bustas ain’t c-cked, these n-gg-s play it raw

[g-spade]
every ward n my city bustin’
n-gg-s livin’ for somethin’
but dyin’ for nothin’
head bustin’
cuz they thought you said somethin’ (b-tch what you say?)
that’s why a n-gg- packin’ that steel
we wear white handkerchiefs on the battlefield
now then
them n-gg-s steady droppin’ like flies
from my hood to your hood, n-gg-s losin’ they lives
(n-gg-s losin’ they lives)
so i keep on c-ck
so i won’t be the next one to fall off my block

[valario]
oh sh-t! i heard shots
the spot’s hot
wit’ constant killin’
blood spillin’
another dead body left unforgiven
on both sides of the river
i’m lettin’ ’em go, lettin’ ’em rip
lettin’ ’em hollow shot flip
dawg, it’s real n the field
choppers choppin’
bodies droppin’
n-gg-s screamin’ help
when they gettin’ dealt
n-body come
until the red rum is done
there’s drama n my city

[halloway]
nothin’ but 3-5-7 totas
and cutthroatas
smokin’ n-gg-s like doulja
n a city of us souljas
shots rang from the east to the westbanks
but i ain’t even trippin’ cuz i roll n a tank
god bless ya if you slippin’ greatly
that’s that -ss from the u.p.t., accross the c-n-l
they blast
wit’ my mask and my vest on
cuz i ain’t trynna get my rest on
if it’s on, then it’s on

chorus 2x

[klc]
i’m they lay back mean man
pockets full of green man
n-gg-s on my city have you leanin’ like a kickstand
i’m on some of that “you want for that sh-t”
because the city that you live n
got n-gg-s given n
you see i’m straight from the 3rd
you heard
where n-gg-s talk wit’ a slur
and they mean every slur word
so get your mind right when you enter my cty
cuz every city’s pretty

[melichoir]
i give a f-ck, i’m tired of livin’ on my -ss
this is stress of the game, they got me movin’ fast
it ain’t easy, you best believe it’s gon’ get harder
instead of livin’ on the streets, i rather put n slaughter
magnolia, calliope is where a n-gg- be
you f-ck around and get taped to an oak tree
d-mn, that’s nothin’ but drama around my way black
you keep playin’ you get hollows up you f-ckin’ spine

[reginelli]
reginelli, i’m born and raised n they u.p.t.
magnolia, melphanine to the cp3
if you f-ckin’ wit’ these n-gg-s, you won’t get no sleep
besides, we play the game raw, so if you beef wit’ me
fake n-gg-s get it real
playa hatas gettin’ killed
b-tch, bullets fly at will
b-tch, i hope you play it real
they got drama n my city
dead bodie on the curb
wit’ bad tempers and bad nerves
n-gg-s get what they deserve

[gotti]
40 calibers and smith-and-wessons
from when these f-ckin’ cops is stressin’
lord bless me, but these coward’s testin’ me
automatic guns fire tearin’ holes through your flesh
retaliatin’ on my enemies, when they say death
southern hospitality, so i’m snathin’ your breath
the commission, and the family n-gg-, rippin’ the track
we finally grew now watch this paper stack
i stay strapped
the magnolia projects is where i hustle at

chorus 2x

- gambino family

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