Текст (слова) песни: Mia X f Big Ed, Fiend, Mr. Serv-On - Bring Da Drama

[Big Ed]
My initial`s explosive (BOOM!), left my enemies` corpse exposed
Cats when they told ya, now D-Body did the work and I`m loaded
I bust for niggas that down, gat to gat combat military tactics
So watch your set, cause the gat`s a constant threat
Bet that I won`t have a problem with cueing my killers
I got G`s in the hood, and warriorettes slicing they some peelers
Rip the skin off your back, from your neck to your ass crack
Nigga it ain`t my body, can`t believe that you asked that
T-R-U tatted on my abdomen, been a killer since the eights age of ten
Got the crowds jumping
So what you wanna do, what ya thank
I have skunks that`ll match your carcass saying damn that nigga stank
AR fifteens spitting shells like a elephant
Apologies are relevant, haters start protecting put out hits
Cause this is Ed a.k.a. Assassin
Me and my sister Mia X, we just counting cheddar laughing

[Chorus: Fiend, (Big Ed), & {Mia X}]
Bring da drama, (If you got it on ya mind)
Bring da drama, {If you caught slinging ours}
Bring da drama, (If you wanna top my click)
Bring da drama, {Find that ass in a ditch}
Bring da drama nigga, (If you got it on ya mind)
Bring da drama, {If you caught slinging ours}
Bring da drama, (If you wanna top my click)
Bring da drama, {Find that ass in a ditch} Bring da drama nigga

[Mr. Serv-On]
Some bomb ass click for the latest, hey the greatest
I bring da drama, safe by ya mama
When you leave the house, this is what I been about
Banging and slanging, taking yours and making it mine
Bringing in choke lines, it`s my year
Strike fear in ya place when I hit the face
Bow down, bow down just in case I feel like causing problems at your way
Mama don`t shake, know I`ma stay
Lay in rest your baby done took em` to the chest
And I be the culprit
The baddest motherfucker south of Army Southern
Fuck ya life, done passed the light, that`s all you saw
Now you down, 1 to the 2 to the 3 fuck the numbers
It`s a bloody summer, gun runner
Son of a bitch quick to slit your throat
I like some oats at the same time drink the blood of a goat
Now please let me lay happy as hell in the smoke
And let these motherfuckers choke
Off the lyrical, count em` days
Call the paramedics, it`s an emergency
I done brung the fucking drama, ya heard me, Serv-On

[Mia X]
I close shop on the block, now
Tow, what you wanna do, I`m coming through
Hell naw, it them bitches now bitch get off me, biggest Mama Mia
Lady Smith & Wesson nine milli heater, wreckin` em`
Always got insubordinate say no you ain`t no friend of Mia
You cannot see this ghetto diva, get rich either
So she wants to be a, but she`s neither
Get her there, her central plans have been deviated
Tell em` why, her ho styles have yet to be appreciated
She`s been waiting to see the fire from a real ho
No doubt who brings the noise like them bitches in a jailhouse
From el jay, or even worse a setback on a cold day
Those who play I hate, let it be known that I regulate
Will steal ya fate after just one rhyme
And chick ya left a buck jump after second line it`s my time
So I bust without hesitance, every word man is evidence
Niggas clear the way cause ya lyrically impotent
Soft and mama likes it hard no doubt
I ride with the tank takes shots for the south
So bring the drama nigga

[Fiend & (Mia X)]
Bring da drama, (Find that ass in a ditch) Bring da drama nigga

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Mia X f Big Ed, Fiend, Mr. Serv-On - Bring Da Drama [Big Ed] My initial`s explosive (BOOM!), left my enemies` corpse exposed Cats when they told ya, now D-Body did the work and I`m loaded I bust for niggas that down, gat to gat combat military tactics So watch your set, cause the gat`s a constant threat Bet that I won`t have a problem with cueing my killers I got G`s in the hood, and warriorettes slicing they some peelers Rip the skin off your back, from your neck to your ass crack Nigga it ain`t my body, can`t believe that you asked that T-R-U tatted on my abdomen, been a killer since the eights age of ten Got the crowds jumping So what you wanna do, what ya thank I have skunks that`ll match your carcass saying damn that nigga stank AR fifteens spitting shells like a elephant Apologies are relevant, haters start protecting put out hits Cause this is Ed a.k.a. Assassin Me and my sister Mia X, we just counting cheddar laughing [Chorus: Fiend, (Big Ed), & {Mia X}] Bring da drama, (If you got it on ya mind) Bring da drama, {If you caught slinging ours} Bring da drama, (If you wanna top my click) Bring da drama, {Find that ass in a ditch} Bring da drama nigga, (If you got it on ya mind) Bring da drama, {If you caught slinging ours} Bring da drama, (If you wanna top my click) Bring da drama, {Find that ass in a ditch} Bring da drama nigga [Mr. Serv-On] Some bomb ass click for the latest, hey the greatest I bring da drama, safe by ya mama When you leave the house, this is what I been about Banging and slanging, taking yours and making it mine Bringing in choke lines, it`s my year Strike fear in ya place when I hit the face Bow down, bow down just in case I feel like causing problems at your way Mama don`t shake, know I`ma stay Lay in rest your baby done took em` to the chest And I be the culprit The baddest motherfucker south of Army Southern Fuck ya life, done passed the light, that`s all you saw Now you down, 1 to the 2 to the 3 fuck the numbers It`s a bloody summer, gun runner Son of a bitch quick to slit your throat I like some oats at the same time drink the blood of a goat Now please let me lay happy as hell in the smoke And let these motherfuckers choke Off the lyrical, count em` days Call the paramedics, it`s an emergency I done brung the fucking drama, ya heard me, Serv-On [Mia X] I close shop on the block, now Tow, what you wanna do, I`m coming through Hell naw, it them bitches now bitch get off me, biggest Mama Mia Lady Smith & Wesson nine milli heater, wreckin` em` Always got insubordinate say no you ain`t no friend of Mia You cannot see this ghetto diva, get rich either So she wants to be a, but she`s neither Get her there, her central plans have been deviated Tell em` why, her ho styles have yet to be appreciated She`s been waiting to see the fire from a real ho No doubt who brings the noise like them bitches in a jailhouse From el jay, or even worse a setback on a cold day Those who play I hate, let it be known that I regulate Will steal ya fate after just one rhyme And chick ya left a buck jump after second line it`s my time So I bust without hesitance, every word man is evidence Niggas clear the way cause ya lyrically impotent Soft and mama likes it hard no doubt I ride with the tank takes shots for the south So bring the drama nigga [Fiend & (Mia X)] Bring da drama, (Find that ass in a ditch) Bring da drama nigga Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Bring Da Drama: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/13746.html Все тексты песен: Mia X f Big Ed, Fiend, Mr. Serv-On » Mia X f Big Ed, Fiend, Mr. Serv-On - Bring Da Drama Рекомендуем скачать: » Outlasting The Crowd - Tears Fall Short » Ocean Colour Scene - Foxy`s Folk Faced » Ours - Red Colored Stars » OutKast f U.G.K. - Shaft Soundtrack » Outkast - Funky Ride » Oomph! - You`ve Got It » Ozzy Osbourne - Steal Away (the Night) » Orange August - Sobre A Inconsequкncia Crуnica De Tudo O » Olivia Newton John - All The Pretty Little Horses » Outkast - Funky Ride » Offspring - session \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Omd - Stanlow » Ocean Colour Scene - so low3 \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Oasis - live forever \| guitar pro tab и Mp3 » On thorns i lay - Poster On A Wall » O-Town - I Give » Oakley Pike - Rape Is Fate » Oomph - Your Love Is Killing Me » Operation Ivy - bankshot \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Obliteration - Torn in Two
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