《Miss Info Celebrity Drama Skit》歌词

[00:00:01] drama - ghostface

[00:00:03] aiyyo, where the f**k is that blunt at?

[00:00:06] where y'all niggaz hoggin the s**t man?

[00:00:10] two pulls of that s**t n***a start gettin paranoid and shh

[00:00:12] get your f**kin, get your feet off my f**kin table nigga!

[00:00:15] f**k you think you at home, with your cheap fur on?

[00:00:18] shit look like it 'bout to bite somethin and s**t nigga

[00:00:21] yo, yo, it was the night before he got popped

[00:00:24] big jars of haze, cheech & chong bong in the spot

[00:00:27] tropicana, strawberries, diced bananas

[00:00:28] the long dookie fifth, next to the town house crackers

[00:00:31] mad noise, 2008, a g a game

[00:00:35] i'm ridin on {?} in the love seat, sunk deep

[00:00:38] long niggaz bustin out they punk heat

[00:00:40] i make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys

[00:00:43] but i ain't wettin that

[00:00:45] i don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin that

[00:00:48] promise you, got somethin lord that'll honor you

[00:00:52] blow your little head off while you're tyin your shoe

[00:00:55] but back in the kitchen, pyrex's

[00:00:57] occupied by the twins, bank robbers with large records

[00:00:59] hard vest-es, '86 ga-ga john{?}

[00:01:01] benatar rockin some frames and fake guns when they rob sha born

[00:01:05] 'til then they snatch you, axe you

[00:01:08] play the squid-ad, we gettin at you

[00:01:09] and we don't wanna rap to you, it's not kosher

[00:01:12] it's not a code in la costa nostra to roast ya

[00:01:15] i get a lil' closer

[00:01:16] rock you to sleep, like i got these lil' bitches, come over!

[00:01:20] hopin you fall for the bait, thinkin you safe

[00:01:23] have that ass sweatin like t.d. jakes

[00:01:25] i want the ones nigga, you non-believers you can ask your momma

[00:01:29] ... now that's drama

[00:01:32] uhh, dollar icey from, papi with the scraper, glock with the laser

[00:01:35] tryin my best not to pop yet but the drop is major

[00:01:38] shot my lil' cuz, i do my art to favor, watch this

[00:01:41] i never been this itchy, hope these cops just

[00:01:43] get a doughnut urge and just splurge, you got the nerve to play third?

[00:01:46] in a softball tournament round my waist, yeah that's ya word

[00:01:49] you bird, i'll put your beak on the curb but anyway

[00:01:52] looks like a good game, the pigs ain't leavin so i'ma lay

[00:01:55] nice play, just too bad it's your last

[00:01:57] couple bundles of d, and 200 cash that sat you in the grass

[00:02:00] i watch the teams line up, shake hands, guess the game's over

[00:02:04] faggot n***a hopped in the liberty, fake range rover

[00:02:06] i'm on his (tail) like, sonic lil' shorty

[00:02:08] palmin on a 40, broad day i'm tryin to dodge a cover story

[00:02:11] look like he stoppin for gas, i'ma pluck 'em, yay

[00:02:14] this had to be his most, unlucky lucky day

[00:02:17] two brothers come out 7/11 in army wear and stand there

[00:02:20] i'm actin like my tires need air

[00:02:22] he close the gas cap, too many things goin his way

[00:02:25] so i just cash that, y'all probably think i'm buggin but hey

[00:02:28] i know them games in lindsay park is every sunday, he ain't goin nowhere

[00:02:31] i went home, switch gear, went out and grabbed me a beer

[00:02:34] ten drinks later i'm at burger king window for a whopper

[00:02:36] look left and see partner, i hit the stash blaka!

[00:02:39] ... now that's drama

[00:02:41] who the f**k you think you is, ron o'neal?

[00:02:45] tat-tat, what the f**k when that 9-milli peel

[00:02:49] (is it real?) realer than pittsburg (steel)

[00:02:51] yo ghost pass the toast, these niggaz is daffodils

[00:02:53] got butt-naked B*****s countin half a mil', gloves on

[00:02:56] fully dressed B*****s watchin them, with they snubs on

[00:02:59] while i'm in the kitchen pretendin to be raekwon

[00:03:02] watchin rachael ray all day, i get my cake on

[00:03:05] fiends love me like a drake song

[00:03:06] rep that lou' vuitton bottom in my back pocket all day long

[00:03:09] black wall mafia, wu-tang sopranos

[00:03:11] niggaz say they pushin ki's/keys but we don't see pianos

[00:03:13] niggaz say they pushin phantoms, we don't see the opera

[00:03:16] niggaz steady rockin dreads, you ain't even rasta

[00:03:18] take your new era off, and reveal

[00:03:21] the faggot n***a you are or your cap gettin peeled

[00:03:24] then we out to brazil, i know niggaz in negril

[00:03:27] that'll chop your f**kin head off, and throw it on the grill

[00:03:30] take the gold out your mouth and throw it in they grill

[00:03:33] send a finger to your moms and let her know that it's real

[00:03:36] nigga we in the field like chris johnson

[00:03:38] it's 2010, how the f**k we get six thompsons?

[00:03:41] top 10, how the f**k you gon' forget compton?

[00:03:43] every rapper on your list'll get they s**t stomped in

[00:03:46] i started su-wu, i'm the reason for that 5 shit

[00:03:49] came in the game, on that f**kin "ready to die" shit

[00:03:53] sold 9 mil', ended up on some fly shit

[00:03:57] how i be killin the pussy, should be a hate crime

[00:04:01] got a blackberry, was gettin too much face time

[00:04:04] back to f**kin project bitches, now i hate dimes

[00:04:07] all they want is money my nigga, i can't waste mine

[00:04:10] i son/sun niggaz like it's daytime

[00:04:11] gray cotton louie sweatsuit, with the ralph lauren waistline

[00:04:14] smooth as a baby's ass, and i got that baby cash

[00:04:17] catch me in the hood, same deals old navy had

[00:04:20] motherf**kers