Gambino Family

Gambino Family - So Much Drama lyrics

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(feat. 2-4-1, Magic)



[# - With the chorus, both people say it at the same time]



[Magic talking]

All this drama, and all this pain 

Sometimes I wonder if we all put here for a game 



[chorus x3: 2-4-1 {Gotti} both people say it at the same time]

[So much drama, so much pain] 

{So much drama, so much pain, 

 all the casualties got us caught up in the game} 

[All the casualties, got us caught up in the game] 

{So much drama, so much pain,

 all the casualties got us caught up in the game} 



[Gotti]

Pitcure this drama, that we stuck in

Lookin' for wayz to keep from hustlin'

I wasn't born to be nothin'

And my muthafuckin' life is cursed 

And I plan to see these streets for everything it was worth 

And my momma lookin' at me like I was dead in a hurst 

Since the loss of my uncle, 

my pain it got worse And it hurts to see my

momm fallin' down in tears 

And to me, my life ain't clear 

Got me livin' in fear

Sheddin' tears

For my dead peers

Who's to blame 

For my muthafuckin' pain that I'm feelin' inside 



[Pheno] 

Well nigga don't cry keep your head up and roll wit' this pressure 

Control this pain that you feelin' cuz it's only to test ya 

Drama, I've been in since I left the wooms of my momma 

Still trynna cope wit situations left behind me 

Will I ever find another way 

Even though I pray 

Judgement day

Ain't far away 

>From what my momma say 

But I'm trapped in this thug livin' and thug sinnin' Heavenly father

forgive me for all my drug dealin' 

Pressure and pain

All those that wanna make a change 

But all this drama got a nigga trapped in this game 



[chorus x2]



[Reginelli] 

I'm surrounded by so much drama, every day I visualize 

Walk the streets wondering I'ma die or stay alive 

I could recall bein' bad on the streets hustlin' for mine 

I use to hustle wit' dimes 

Now I'm hustlin' wit' rhymes 

The FEDz is watchin', 

the police is crooked Everywhere that a nigga go,

the law trynna book me 

I grew up in the ghetto I'm sheddin' tears 

And livin' in fear 

Late at night, trynna sleep, shots rang out my ears 

I'm present in this game, I feel the end is close 

The other day I could've sworn I see a fuckin' ghost 

It's hard to survive in the fuckin' N.O. 

You never know when it's YO time to go 



[Melichoir] 

They got me livin' in a world that's full of despize 

I can't cope wit' the authorities wit' this red in my eyes 

So I proceed across the battlefield bustin' for glory 

These demons preachin' for my soul, but I be damned if I'm buried 

I got shit to live for 

I got dreams to forfill 

If i die today or tomorrow, who gon' pick up the steel 

Don't let mind deceive ya, you either kill or get killed 

You muthafuckas ain't feelin' me, so it's best you get real 

These fuckin' laws got a nigga stressin' 

But I'm a thug 

Ain't no love on these streets for blacks wit' drawin' blood 

Crooked cops tryin' to throw all us blacks n the rump 

But lord protect us til' we make it home 

It's so much drama nigga 



[chorus x1]



[Magic]

It's my time

I can feel your pain

Nigga now allow me to spit some game 

Watch these stanky bitches beware a nigga that's lame 

You can die in the hands of a coward, so keep your eyes open 

I done seen alot of hard niggas die wit' their chest smokin' 

But have no worry Gambino Family cuz I'm on your side 

If any of them break your tradition, then I'll be down to ride 

Let no man question my dedication 

To whoeva it is, I'll whoop his ass in front the whole nation 

No interference from you outsidas 

I'm a rida 

You runnin' and runnin' while all the time I'm right behind ya 

Trust me like you trust your momma 

Popps ain't raise no punks, I'm know for bringin' drama 



[chorus til' song ends]
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