Luniz So Much Drama Lyrics

Verse 1 *(Nik Nack)*

Nik Nack is in the house for the four,
my n____z 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, b__pin Luni-Tunes,
candy paint K-5
b____es I stay high,
playa hate,
callin me a balla, shot calla,
cuz 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 n____ Nack up like Downty,
don't clown me,
b____!!
dike hoes wanna lick my c___,
but end up gettin stuck in the gut, wit a d___,
down fo my s___,
tricks wanna get em up wit me,
because they heard their baby-daddy f___ed wit me,
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 f___??!!
do you mean,
your boyfriend is a dope fiend, an he smoked up all my ice cream,
oops upside yo head fo gettin licked like a lolli-pop,
let yo n____ cut, where's my s___, 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.

*(chorus)* x2

It's so much drama in the streets,
an I can't tell you why the funk be deep!
Do you really know where ya going to,
an do you like the things that life is showin you??

Verse 2 *(Knumskull)*

f___ around an trust yo underfolks,
like dope fiends, you leave yo cream wit,
post, you come back an yo whole bundle gone,
or this, n____z add dirt to the list,
getaway clean,
but one wanna keep everything,
he gots to cook it, cuz we need the good s___ to post,
tryin to bake a whole thing, this fool claim that the pot broke,
but here goes 5 g's an dubbs,
you can probably catch mo cuz I chop slugs,
blood bubbles, so I charge it to the game wit no shame,
even though we got away wit a whole thang of cocaine,
I got f___ed in the deal, sumpthin cool,
(Why meee!!)
cuz that 5 g's he gave me was boo-boo,
too much drama in the streets of the Oak,
n____z will tell you what they want you to hear,
not what you should know,
instead of sellin mo cream,
n____z is sellin mo dreams,
lyin juss to kick it sellin weight wit no fiends,
now this is sumpthin that I don't understand,
why the f___ would that n____ Master P call himself the Ice Cream Man,
b____!! Don't you hear the muzik??
That's jankie as f___,
he musta been off the fluid,
n____z steadily tryin to take s___ from the next man,
don't playa hate, juss give a pound an let the best stand,
it's too much skrilla in the Land,
fo n____z to be hatin,
Captian Savin,
I juss don't understand.

Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*

Cuz when I was a youngsta, money was so d___ hard to find.
But dealt wit my young comrads an we was deadly on the grind.
When I wanted to bubble, fools start trippin talkin s___.
They never woulda thought I'd be, the m____ f___in wit all of the grip.

Check this out here you jive a__ turkeys man. Hoe's s_____rin-obberin in
the O. There's only one Mobb man, don't hop on the back of the Ice Cream
truck an get yo a__ booted off.

I can't stand punks on a man hunt,
that destroy,
lay low, cuz my four-four,
will make yo a__ glow, like Bruce Lee woo,
(sho nuff)
since they bigga,
many figga that I can't throw,
but they don't know about this bole-legged skinny n____,
mad because I'm foldin grip,
plus rollin thick,
still up on that late night loadin clips,
holdin s___,
to myself,
shotgun bullets be bad fo them health,
so save that gang-bang s___ on somebody else,
where I peep thugs,
have drugs to sell you,
don't f___ wit the L-U-N-I-Z that's what they tell you,
peep the murder we wrote,
we roll wit C-Note an Noo-Trybe to fools slide,
at my show because I make the whole f___in O hooride
slide to get the remedy,
M.D.,
twamp, twamp,
make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy,
been havin suicidal tendecies the whole day,
alazae will have a n____ on lock down like O.J.,
(slang-a-gang-of-caine)
like the Cubans,
they hate when I'm crusin,
don't f___ around an get yo life ruined fool,
so take yo last look,
you get yo a__ whooped,
Rolex took,
cuz broke n____z make the best crooks,
you best look over your shoulder, highrolla,
wit that cola, cuz my soldiers come wit mo folks then yours does,
no bluers or blunders,
we fed to head wit mo bread than Wonder,
an strapped wit a Mac-11 an go under.

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