Drama Setter Lyrics - Obie Trice

Mr. Yayo, your free to go 

So I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow 

Guess who's home? 

Tony Yayo, Obie Trice, c'mon 

I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta 

Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up 

I told you I'm a drama setter, I'll be the first to set it homie 

You can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda 

Man, 'cause I'm a drama setter 

I don't go looking for no trouble 

But somehow the trouble always finds me 

Don't make me have you in the trauma center 

With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying 

She just don't know it's just your karma catching up 

'Cause I'm a drama setter 

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I'll poke you man I'm Riker's Island Pokemon 

I got C.O.'s bringin' me Filet Mingon 

But now a nigga home looking frail in a drop 

With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock 

I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops 

And got Glocks intellectual rob behind cops 

On broke days we used to put water in our cereal 

Now we crossing borders just to shoot another video 

It's Tony Montana, full body armor 

Soning niggas like Alfredo in Godfather 

Two shot revolver, that Dillinger shit 

In the A-R 15, Bentley or six 

We taking trips to Morocco just to tan 

We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam 

I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool million 

I'll put money on your hairline, your dime and your children 

Photos 

I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta 

Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up 

I told you I'm a drama setter, I'll be the first to set it homie 

You can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda 

Man, 'cause I'm a drama setter 

I don't go looking for no trouble 

But somehow the trouble always finds me 

Don't make me have you in the trauma center 

With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying 

She just don't know it's just your karma catching up 

'Cause I'm a drama setter 

Since Yayo is home, them A-R's is drawn 

Obie's Guerrila Unit, fuck affilia-tion 

We are one, it is senseless, for you to prevent this 

The 40, cal'll put you up under some photosynthesis 

At any given instant another incident 

You just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperament 

And we holding them K's that's why homie won't age 

Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they throw him in cages 

But now my nigga's loose our crews is bulletproof 

All brought to you from whom's pupils, baby blues 

His short fuses, put your portrait on the news 

Nigga them screws is loose when you fucking with them shady dudes 

I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta 

Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up 

I told you I'm a drama setter, I'll be the first to set it homie 

You can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda 

Man, 'cause I'm a drama setter 

I don't go looking for no trouble 

But somehow the trouble always finds me 

Don't make me have you in the trauma center 

With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying 

She just don't know it's just your karma catching up 

'Cause I'm a drama setter 

Got fat while I was gone but now I'm here 

And y'all rappers only bust shots only in fear 

Chinchillas on my back, itchy fingers on the mac 

Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty's shooter back 

Listen homie, don't let them niggas amp you money 

'Cause I got niggas in Queens that kill for pamper money 

Move like Kaiser, Jayson Williams slaughter the driver 

My daughter Maniyah, know that the kid spit fire 

Reality rap, nigga check my salary cap 

I give guns to my soldiers with a battery pack 

What you know about light planes and heavy coke 

And drugs being smuggled on them fast speed boats 

It's the rap tycoon, Tony you all know me 

See me on MTV, I'm a parole 

I was out for twelve hours and went right back in 

For three hots and 1 cot doin time in the pen 

I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta 

Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up 

I told you I'm a drama setter, I'll be the first to set it homie 

You can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda 

Man, 'cause I'm a drama setter 

I don't go looking for no trouble 

But somehow the trouble always finds me 

Don't make me have you in the trauma center 

With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying 

She just don't know it's just your karma catching up 

'Cause I'm a drama setter 

Yeah, nigga thank you, Marshall, no problem 

We don't stop, save the best for the last 

Talk of New York, thoughts of a Predicate Felon 

Blue Hefner, Lloyd Banks, Buck Marley 

Young Buck, Curtis Interscope Jackson 

Shady Aftermath" Mathers 

Olivia, O. Trice, Stat Quo 

We gonna keep getting this money 

Y'all rappers gonna keep hating, fuck y'all 

Y'all want problems, I'm built for this shit 

Shady aftermath, G-Unit, we run this rap shit