作曲:Kanye West,Jaheim Hoagland,Victor Santiago,Jermaine Baxter
作词:Kanye West,Jaheim Hoagland,Victor Santiago,Jermaine Baxter
Believe me when I tell ya
You don't want the drama ayo
For years I been buying my cxxke from the same cat
Dominican nxxa who look black last time I heard that
See me always swerve where the bird at
I looked that I pop bxtch 'cause my bxtches topless
I too excited I ski ski my own boxes
Drama king got the drama good
Same place as a domino osama hood
Shoot up the club and still put a dame on it
The pimps had to give me a cup with my name on it
I was gordito I'm still gordo
Akito still know how to get the rodo for chibo
I'm latin so I'm born with the connects to the pxxico
Norrie got no manners no manners
I take a picture of your coolo with the phone cameras
Go and show your own bammers
They say my ballas so hot like tony tanners
And park the block to san diego with my own hammers
Believe me when I say uh
You don't want no drama let's go
It's ghetto got hood thug out all day
But you don't want no problem
Sxxt is real killer you can ask can't slay
Believe me when I tell you we drama kings
Nxxa we don't play around the drama nature
Alright the year two thousand and four war report
Nxxas make it out the hood there's a small reward
We all fxcked up and more 'cause it's all we saw
Trying to rob from the rich and let the poor be poor
Or rob the poor 'cause nxxas be the hungriest
I'm on the internet catch me on your buddy list
Catch me where the money is megas and millions
And the barrel got the kick of eleven gorillas
Seen nxxas get hit
And lose a whole lot of blood
When a nxxa legit a nxxa knowing how to stunt
Uptown downtown go wherever he at
Nxxa making implications sxxt better be fat
If it's small talk it's all talk let it be that
I get pxxsy for my friends get my enemies clapped
You don't want me on your block
Nxxas better be strapped
So relax believe me when I say uh
You don't want no drama
Let's go it's ghetto die hood thugged out all day
What you don't want no problem
Sxxt is real killer you can ask can't slay
Believe me when I tell you we drama kings
Nxxa we don't play we don't want the drama
My name ring from the clippers to the nets
You can look and see
I'm dirty jerk down to the zippers on my sweats
Far from the type of cat to pay a bxtch's rent
I got a box like biblka never gave her fifty cents
And I bet you ain't ready for war yet
My nxxas got right
You walk around like a barbershop quartet
It's no way to harm this nxxa I don't need no bxtch to
Pump iron till my arms get bigger
Still a problem in the rap game
Problem in the street
Yo slay having problems
We can solve them with the heat
I'll show them what the drama is
That's when your whole sxxt splattered
All across the front porch in your mama's crib
And when a couple hot slugs get behind your ribs
You really mean it when your screaming
I'm just trying to live the game's over
Now you nxxas slept long enough
Time to come up out that coma now
Uh believe me when I say uh
You don't want no drama
Let's go it's ghetto die hood thugged out all day
But you don't want no problem
Sxxt is real killer you can ask
Can't slay believe me when I tell you
We drama kings nxxa we don't
They don't want the drama yo straight off the back
You don't want the drama nxxa
Love guns gon' clap when I'm comin'
Try to run and catch one in your back
Ooh you don't really want no problems
Got a whole lot of family out of spanish harlem
Pop goes the weasel out comes the mack
Ain't nothin' to gain but pimpin' the game