So Much Drama Lyrics - Operation Stackola - Luniz

Nik Nack is in the house for the four 

My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold 

Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top 

My limo even slide through on the late night for that high 

I wanna zoom zoom, bumpin', Luni tunes, candy paint K 5 

Bitches, I stay high, playa hate 

Callin' me a balla, shot calla 

'Cause I'm slangin' all the major weight 

Blam, close the door to my residence 

Po-po start searchin' low but found no evidence 

They tryin' to wash me an our county like Downy 

Quick to pick a nigga Nack up like Downty 

Don't clown me, bitch 

Dyke hoes wanna lick my clit 

But end up gettin' stuck in the gut with a dick 

Down for my shit, tricks wanna get 'em up with me 

Because they heard their baby-daddy fucked with me 

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But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt 

The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail 

What the hell? What the fuck do you mean? 

Your boyfriend is a dope fiend 

And he smoked up all my ice cream 

Oops, upside yo' head fo' gettin' licked like a lollipop 

Let yo? nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get lolli-hopped 

By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla 

Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? 

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Fuck around and trust yo' under-folks 

Like dope fiends, you leave yo' cream with 

Post, you come back and yo' whole bundle goes 

Or this niggaz add dirt to the list 

Getaway clean but one wanna keep everything 

He gots to cook it 'cause we need the good shit to post 

Tryin' to bake a whole thing, this fool claim that the pot broke 

But here goes 5 G's and dubs 

You can probably catch mo' 'cause I chop slugs 

Blood bubbles, so I charge it to the game with no shame 

Even though we got away with a whole thang of cocaine 

I got fucked in the deal, somethin' cool, why me? 

'Cause that 5 G's he gave me was boo-boo 

Too much drama in the streets of the Oak 

Niggaz will tell you what they want you to hear 

Not what you should know 

Instead of sellin' mo' cream, niggaz is sellin' mo' dreams 

Lyin' just to kick it sellin' weight with no fiends 

Now this is somethin' that I don't understand 

Why the fuck would that nigga Master P 

Call himself the? Ice cream man? 

Bitch, don't you hear the music? 

That's jankie as fuck, he musta been off the fluid 

Niggaz steadily tryin' to take shit from the next man 

Don't playa hate, just give a pound and let the best stand 

It's too much skrilla in the land fo' niggaz to be hatin' 

Captain Savin, I just don't understand 

'Cause when I was a youngsta, money was so damn hard to find 

Hooked up with my young comrades and we was steadily on the grind 

When I wanted to bubble, fools start trippin', talkin' shit 

They never woulda thought I'd be the mothafucker with all of the grip 

Check this out here you jive ass turkeys man 

Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O, there's only one Mobb, man 

Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck 

And get yo' ass booted off 

I can't stand punks on a manhunt that destroy 

Lay low 'cause my 44 will make yo' ass glow like Bruce Leroy 

Since they bigger, many figure that I can't throw 

But they don't know about this bow-legged skinny nigga 

Mad because I'm foldin' grip plus rollin' thick 

Still up on that late night loadin' clips, holdin' shit to myself 

Shotgun bullets be bad fo' them health 

So save that gang-bang shit on somebody else 

Where I peep thugs have drugs to sell you 

Don't fuck wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you 

Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note 

And Noo-Trybe to fools slide at my show 

Because I make the whole fuckin' O hoo-ride 

Slide to get the remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp 

Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy 

Been havin' suicidal tendencies the whole day 

Alazae will have a nigga on lock down like O.J. 

Slang a gang of caine like the Cubans, they hate when I'm crusin' 

Don't fuck around and get yo' life ruined 

Fool, so take yo' last look, you get yo' ass whooped 

Your Rolex took 'cause broke niggaz make the best crooks 

You best look over your shoulder, high-rolla with that cola 

'Cause my soldiers come with mo' force than Yoda 

No bloopers or blunders, we fed to head with mo' bread than Wonder 

And strapped with a Mac-11 and go under 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? 

It's so much drama in the streets 

And I can't tell you why the funk be deep 

Do you really know where ya goin' to? 

Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?