The Drama lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy]
f*ck you thought?
f*ck ya'll thought?

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Ayo, first off, f*ck these n*ggas that think it's sweet
I f*cked their b*tches, it's P
You know that n*gga, that spit that Mobb Deep, gangsta sh*t
Got all kinds of beef, n*ggas want me hit
But it's not going down like that, because I
Can't let it go, won't let it, no
Guns I let them blow, n*ggas get fold
It's like clockwork, schooling these n*ggas how the Glocks work
Show no fear, protect my wig, it's like field day
I'm planting my flag
Can't stop, P once he squeezing that Mac
Can't stop death, there's no coming back
But I respect your hustle dunn you tried your best
But for right, now, in pieces you will rest

[Chorus: Prodigy]
The drama, we with that dig
The drama, we bury that sh*t
The drama, with me it's crazy guns pop, dunns drop
Razor chops, basically
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Basically it's no comp, n*ggas get stomped out
So ill, your blood f*ck my sneakers up dunn
Ew, f*ck them sh*ts, I'll buy some new kicks
You need a new face though
Ya'll know the ratio, when it comes to that thumping
Ya'll n*ggas losing every round though
That's right, and I don't stop until them si-reens
Be screaming up the blocks, and I murk off
I'm outta here dunn
I'm choking off green, you chocking on blood
I'm sitting back, leaning, you laying down f*cked up
Tough luck, and if you come it be worse
And I don't lie, well tell stories
When the truth gonna reveal itself eventually, they'll test me
Let's , see, how many licks for gun it'll be

[Chorus: Prodigy]
The drama, we with that there
The drama, we bury that sh*t
The drama, with me it's crazy guns pop, dunns drop
Razor chops, basically

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Ayo, n*ggas hating, me
Because I blatantly don't give, a f*ck
Dunn my sh*t is major league
You can't fake P, I'm a motherf*cking menace
Your woman got eyes for me, she getting with it
She threw it at me, so I hit it
She gets wet, like the pool when I'm in it
And I dive all in it, know you hate to hear that
Hurts dwelling on that, and now you want to flip
[Verse 4: Twin Gambino]
You talk alot of, sh*t
n*ggas don't want it with this four, fifth
I got an extra clip for your man, so he ran
Top speed into a pole, and broke his nose
n*ggas be shook like that
Because you know the history of the first infantry
How we used wet the spot with the black fully
As a youngin', a bully
n*ggas didn't want it, we stay blunted
Eyes, the color of blood
We got respect in the hood, that's why the wolves show us love
We bugged, a little bit, when it's on and sh*t
Rest in peace to my n*ggas that be talking sh*t
Word up...