the sky Nigga, don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June Any nigga want drama I kick up a
be about a matter of time Before you get loose and start to lose your mind Cop you a drink, go ahead and rock your ice 'Cause we're celebrating 'No More Drama
least three TVs in everywhere I ain't tryin' to go to court for child support In a crib cramped up, fighting for pampers I don't want dram's wit' ya'll
dope fiends and hustlers But silence is golden, and the streets don't talk Don't let shit slide, 'cause beef don't walk We attack hoes, fuck a nigga
to ashes dust to dust stainless steel gats never rust big till bust you could touch blessed wit the real side of life just enough you couldn't fight
not my girl I?ma call you my shawty ?Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad I beat his ass for my shawty And we ain't did nothin? that we ain't supposed
Akon: Shirley temple on ice, She makes it just right, That extra grenadine got me feelin' so nice Her body's so tight,up under that light, I see her so
motherfuckin' yards at jail, let's go I don't know what you thinkin' But a party ain't a party unless you drinkin' and I don't know what's all the drama
they really aint for real I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill Got bills waiting on me, and its drama in my ear I wanna sit still, but
'd know what time it is Kid Capri, Flex, S, Clue or Biz It is off the lid, spot's type crazy Cats up in here got more bling than Baby I'm not ice rockin
? "You ain't gon' make it", what they tellin' me (Yea, right) So I showed them, it ain't that hard (Hard) Can't play me, because I ain't got a whole card
What? Keep going baby! [Foreign Content] Terror Squad, Rockland, Joe Crack, the R Sitting at the bar with mama Shorty tryin' to bring da drama But she
't jam or won't chirp Catch you on my second merk Fresh outta jail, ice grill gat to smirk Bitches on the waste can't serve 'em ROC without Jay won't
bummy and what Cause money aint shit, respect is everything So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit I take blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit
on Don't worry bout why I ain't got mine on I want some new shit, I don't want nothing that you can tell time on Things ain't all good right now Cause
!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on! [Redman] I figured it out: ya'll niggaz ain't as big as yo' mouth My street-value well it ain't won't even fit in
Know your legends, Fat Joe, Soul blowin' up sessions Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection Through the ice on my gold you see your own reflection Can't
melly and zeek (YEA) Just get ya' health and just creep It ain't tellin' me peace, I'm bout to melt 'em with heat (BOOM BOOM) Thats for them ice cream