like sushi, bubble like Jacuzzi Closet full of coogi muthafucker You talking money nigga, you talking hoes nigga You talking dope nigga don't want no smoke nigga Smoke
Bubble like jacuzzi Closet full of coogi mutha fucker U talkin money nigga U talkin hoes nigga U talkin dope nigga don't want no smoke nigga Smoke and
Drama This is Smiley Face When you turn around The motherfuckers be talkin shit What the fuck is that! [x2] Pure drama, pure drama, pure drama Pure drama
came up on a mill, nigga Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga [B.G.] I'm on probation, got me, I can't smoke no blunts A dirty
I know you likes to bob it Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin' Music that's non-stoppin' P-poppin' for the hoes Gangsta ass shit, for the nigga smokin
baby, this how we do around my way Niggas struggle, they struggle and they hustle But you cant knock the hustle, feel this Nigga, I be comin wit dat drama
business, nigga lay low Although I'm young, I'm still comin up I'm gettin paid, pullin razors on niggaz when they runnin up The first to pull a strap when there's drama
Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires My man define ya 357 anaconda This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama
kin villain I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list So I laugh til I cry, when the law come get me No baby momma drama, ni**a miss me
: "Alright now, here we go" Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers
Witness me holla at a hoochie, see how quick, the game takes How can I tell her I'm a playa, and I don't even care Creep though, weed smoke's into
a loc, with Prodigy in a choke, huh totin' smoke Outlawz we ain't no joke, Thug Life cowards better be known Be approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin
Spice 1) [Verse 1: 2Pac] It seems I can't turn back I'm walkin round strapped can't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream drama [
little Ceas' in a choke (uhh) Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke Thug Life, niggas better be known Be approaching In the wide open, gun smoking
they sweatin it I'm lettin off smoke, hope they don't play me for no joke and provoke the homicide, so just let the drama slide We keepin it real, fuck
: [Chorus:] I promise to keep you close to me you give me a sense of security Through drama now I need you to hold me down hold me down I need you to
talents start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50 Check my logic, smokers
Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin
