Drama Never Dies (Explicit) - 50 Cent (50美分)

I get that dirt you know that blow and baking soda be the recipe

Fasho I make that 40 Cali' blow you get the best of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'

I know for sure I'll split your mothaf**kin' head you get to testin' me

You call the cops and I get knocked I swear to the death of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'

It's hard yeah it's hard this that New York sh*t

That black glove wood grip outline 'em in chalk sh*t

I don't wanna talk say a prayer for my enemies

Droptop ten shots I'll make your a** a memory

Time to ride homicide I'm down with it

I'll wave that chopper hit your whip and shake the ground with it

F**k with N dot Bonepart get your a** blown apart

Hip hop's Napoleon you know war you know me then

I'll hunt you like a great dane

Hit you hit you like a freight train

Run off with your fake chains

I'll give you mothaf**kas somethin' to believe in

Knife work your lungs I'll make it hard to breathe in

Little sh*t could be a big enough reason

You're dancin' with the wolves fool better feed them

I feel for you you ain't ready for the outcome

Ni**a I'll get at you all week with the same gun

I get that dirt you know that blow and baking soda be the recipe

Fasho I make that 40 Cali' blow you get the best of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'

I know for sure I'll split your mothaf**kin' head you get to testin' me

You call the cops and I get knocked I swear to the death of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'

Me I punch every ni**a first I had a fight with

Maybe it's genetics mama made me like this

Coc*ine baby problem child half crazy

Children of the Corn I've been warned so long

Big strap for robberies with my little 380

I'll make your little lady miscarry a baby

You leave the scene unseen when I get to trippin'

Pistol whip your head hard enough to blur your vision

What up comrade salute I pull rank I got bank

Just f**ked up work askin' if we'll use shanks

Every clique I'm in my clique ni**a I run sh*t

I put in my own work run get who you gon' get

This is how it feels when you squeeze a Smith & Wesson

When talk is not an option it's a form of expression

You got to go to work on a ni**a

The red sh*t comin' through the shirt on a ni**a

My gift to a gravedigger

I get that dirt you know that blow and baking soda be the recipe

Fasho I make that 40 Cali' blow you get the best of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'

I know for sure I'll split your mothaf**kin' head you get to testin' me

You call the cops and I get knocked I swear to the death of me

The drama's gonna never end never end

Keep thinkin' I'm playin'