[snoop dogg]
Yo, fiend, magic, check this out.
This snoop dogg.
I got a problem with this nigga down south, ya know what Im sayin?
Round yall way.
So uh, get my back and handle that for me ya know what Im sayin?
Tru drama.
[fiend]
Its mr. womp womp
Grenades and pistols in the trunk trunk
Watch whatcha, whatcha want, cause I can bring the funk funk
Back with a hump, from pools of this skunk blunt
Two things I smoke away, thats why many murders in one
When I left em like clothes, retaliation was mine
Cause fiend was keepin his strap on him at all times
I was designed to carry higher caliburs then nines
Tossin brain cells away, that cut is all in the mind
Now Im a bad motherfucker, been through the baddest of tragic
Behind snoop and magic, it could happen right in traffic
Im a no limit battler, the one thats here to hurt ya
And when you know when I came, and drama came, his name was murder
[snoop dogg]
Chorus
Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash
(when drama came then came murder)
Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash
(when drama came, drama came, then came murder) x2
[snoop dogg]
Ridin through the backwoods, late night creepin
Lookin for a gimp, stuntin like a pimp
I stopped by the waffle house to get some grits and toast
Man a nigga sure do miss the west coast
Folks I never had drama that my mama didnt prepare me for
But this one time couldnt nobody save me loc
Shit got thick, Im with this bitch, say she down with the clicque
And all I want to do was get my dick licked
Rule number one, keep the heater close by
I cant believe that bitch would set me up, she was so fly
Why do bitches set niggas up, huh bro
Why niggas dont give a fuck
I wear the mud among fiend and magic, its tragic how it went down
Tru tank dogs on a mission with the dogg pound
Layin niggas down, fool how that sound
Down south, hustlin for cash
Never slippin, keep my heater on the dash
[snoop dogg]
Chorus x2
[magic]
When drama came Im movin so fast that you niggas never saw me comin
I wear a fortyfive glock up around my waist and all the pussy motherfuckers
Start runnin
Im from the lower nine nigga, see me blast, so dont let me see a
Motherfucker blink
I dont want your bank, I dont want your ride, everybody in this bitch goin
Stank
Im on a mission for my niggas who told me that all you niggas had somethin
To say
So Im goin blast at you bastards and Ill be on my way
See Im a rapper but Im still a thug, its in my blood, aint nothin change
If you niggas test my patience and I will release pain
When drama came, then came murder
When drama came, when drama came, then came murder
When drama came, then came murder
When drama came, when drama came, then came murder
When magic came, magic came, then came murder
When fiend came, fiend came, then came murder
When snoop came, snoop came, then came murder
When they all came, tank dogs, then cause murder
When drama came, then came murder
When drama came, when drama came, then came murder
