Drama (Bitch Nigga)

Lyrics

Eh-body always wanna know what know what the G In Kool G Rap stand for, Giancana, nigga, gangsta Quick to gank ya ass with a gigantic ass gat You heard [Kool G Rap] Yo, here come the one that's known to keep it thoro Queens the borough (straight up) Live nigga; rep that (no doubt) Cock the techs back and move on 'em weak cliques (move on 'em) We deep bitch And none of my Gorillas are scared to leak shit All y'all niggas wanna speak slick -what you say- (what) And couldn't beat dick And quick to flee to them dicks As soon as the heat spit Cement your fucking feet to a brick And draw them big Heats on ya chick We creep when we flip Giancana baby, thug for life: I love this life Guns, hoes, drugs and ice...aight How your heart pump kool-aid when there's blood in mice? Why you tryna fight slugs with a knife? (don't do it) Bitch nigga Had too much of that stiff liquor (don't do it) Plenty gun talk; front for New York And wouldn't draw stick figure (ha, ha) Bounty your head for 'bout six figures, cook a bitch liver End of the war, who lift the fifth quicker nigga? (you know me) My whole approach sicker To all you rappers with names hot as flames I'll be there when the shit flicker (get'em) This one go out to all gunslingers (hit'em) and brick flippers Big dick don: G rap; nigga piss rivers [Hook] Drama, is the life I live Bossing, is the things I did Problems, is the things I finish I been known from hood to hood to handle business Money, is them things I take Ladies, come on and bounce with me G Rap, I damn from far from fake Throw your steel in the air if you' bout your cake [Kool G Rap] Ayo my whole life is under 'non-fiction' Drama friction Beef blood in the street bullets with bombs ticking Just to become a don from sinning Harmful living Giancana the street boss; people's loss Left a dog reapin the cost Had to go in deep in the forest The whole police force peeping the floss Conduct family biz; have my Yosemite Sam kids That park vans where you live (o-ow) Run up in a house and put a hands on the wiz Give me fifty grand to live (Bitch) G Rap America's Most see the name embedded it and toast I'm here til all y'all niggas perish and quote We lust money but cherish the dope Meat cleaver sever your throat The smoke, for the big bread and the a boat So all you guys with gimmicks, die timid (die, die, die) The sky's the limit Better believe that I'mma ride every minute In this game it's all about the pies and the spinach And the liver this shit get, the liver the menace Never violate the lines of scrimmage G Rap Giancana kid, I vow to keep it live to the finish (uh-hu) yeah [Hook] Drama, is the life I live Bossing, is the things I did Problems, is the things I finish I been known from hood to hood to handle business Money, is them things I take Ladies, come on and bounce with me G Rap, I damn from far from fake Throw your steel in the air if you' bout your cake If you 'bout your cake If you 'bout your cake All about that cake Yeah, Giancana, mob boss nigga, what uh