Black, Kawz, Letha Face) [Chorus: Letha Face] If you don't want the drama, bust your gun You don't want the drama, here I come You don't want the drama
Übersetzung: U-God. Drama.
Kawz, Letha Face) [Chorus: Letha Face] If you don't want the drama, bust your gun You don't want the drama, here I come You don't want the drama [Letha
tryin you dying beefin with these niggas I cruise with yo head get knocked loose quick it's all on you bitch, choose bitch my life or your life you know only God
, of every show I just seen you in my friend's, video Could never put a bitch before my friends, so here we go Follow the leader and peep the drama
get scared, just ask the man in the mirror Now the picture's getten clearer all he does is hit you hard I tell you to leave, and you tell me keep my faith in God
**As Jokin Him Up, Treatin Him Like A Pin Cushion, Pokin Him Up He Came Home Actin Like He Hard As Fu** Must Want A First Class Ni**A To See God Uhuh
go home, where they're standing here frozen up, hangin out in the coze, here all alone, tryin find our soul, before the mind is gone, tryin find that god
: [Intro: Krayzie Bone] Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back in this motherfucker (That's right That's right) The original T-H-U-G's [Hook: Krayzie Bone] Back
meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo puta! Quiero quemarte la cara!" [U-God] Words
being popped in the neck Yet he still had a lit cigarette between his fingertips Danger when you step into the chamber with the master Disaster, gotta blast ya, cuz I hafta [U-God
rock that fisherman hat like Gorden's [U-God] I hose down the place No shots to the face Elite Special force no religion style faith The meltin' pot boil gun shot drama
] What god damn King Rodney King, Martin Luther King and all the other god damn King's from Africa [JD] Look out motherfucker [gun shots] [Ice Cube] God
: (feat. Hugh Hef, U-God) [U-God:] Shootouts, suicide car chases Pulling loot out, bulletproof Scarfaces Sharp fades, black Clark Gabe Welcome to dark
you ain't got shit to say to me, Vegas money homie I bet it all, I clean house like a week full of chores, Yea u got a jab but u weak at the jaw, You
of me Consider it a blessing if you get to stand next to me Five star general O.G. veteran caked like edimen blowing that celery Stack that cash like the U
