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Threat - Drama Az Usual lyrics
[First Verse]
 I been, through many ghetto wars, suffered some scars
 Had doggs in different wards headin' behind bars
 Lord knows it's hard but had to deal with the pain
 At an early age, smokin' dolja, mane had to maintain
 Take the strain off the brain, focus my thoughts on the game
 Put myself in the position never to be crossed out the game
 Put all my trust in no man, so a bitch is out of the question
 Headed for riches, gotta get it, fuck what'cha stressin'
 Forget the second guessin', nigga just watch where your step
 No weapons in my possession, murderin' done to perfection
 Send them niggas back to the essence protestin' my nuts
 It's too late to learn a lesson, you restin' sho nuff!
[Chorus:]
 It's hard but gotta come up our, struggle and strive
 STILL
 Drama Az Usual, the only way to survive
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 [Second Verse]
 My lifestyle, still crazy fuck how shady it seems
 By my side bes the three-eighty, lady of my dreams
 It's a daily routine, hustlin' to get the cream
 Floatin' teens be totin'
 Glocks fiends be smokin'
 Rocks, porch stocks, and ye, no cut, hit the block
 Keep my shit cocked proper for the coppers
 It's easy for us to operate
 Finger on my chopper for you haters plottin' to kill
 Ain't no stoppin' to chill nigga, I'm poppin' at will
 Reason I got in the field, baby got new shoes
 Run up on the menace nigga, well let me feed you the bluesThreat - Drama Az Usual - http://motolyrics.com/threat/drama-az-usual-lyrics.html
 On top of the hill like I was E-Z gettin' chased by the hounds
 Better known as the P.D's leavin' niggas face down
 Fuck a shake down, believe I'll leave you hurt in suspense
 Before I get caught servin' ye, I'll hurdle the fence
 Ain't no word for defense, partna I bust when I must
 Everyday paper chasin' I leave your dick in the dust
 Ain't no plus for a nigga in this game at all
 Squeeze a trigga with enough force and brains'll fall
[Chorus]
 [Third Verse]
 Seems the burdens on my shoulder
 The older I'm gettin' destiny written in dollar signs
 Fuck givin' a scholar with dimes
 Artificial niggas swallow nines
 No love for foes
 I'm pluggin' niggas mean mugg, that's thuggin' for hoes
 Wishin' farewell, is it war that you declare?
 When it's air fare, caps and straps all over the starewell
 I'm havin' my lucky seven, rollin' craps, dogg relax
 Headed for G-straps, partna now it's on like that
 Any feedback and a chrome gat'll bash your brain
 Without askin' names, now you in plastic mane
 Point blank, mash the pain, you fallin' like acid rain
 Motivated by the dollars now you niggas gotta follow
 I told you, the penalty for livin' foul is death
 A solja, layin', many styles to rest
 I bless, the G's in the sky who refuse to die
 I know I ain't goin' out in this game, ain't no rules applied
 Niggas, depend on they tools, supply the handle
 Business, blast first or pay the graveyard a visit
[Chorus]








