[snoop dogg]   Yo, fiend, magic, check this out.   This snoop dogg.   I got a problem with this nigga down south, ya know what I'm sayin?    Round y'all way.   So uh, get my back and handle that for me ya know what I'm sayin?    Tru drama.      [fiend]   It's mr. womp womp   Grenades and pistols in the trunk trunk   Watch whatcha, whatcha want, cause I can bring the funk funk   Back with a hump, from pools of this skunk blunt   Two things I smoke away, that's why many murders in one   When I left em like clothes, retaliation was mine   Cause fiend was keepin his strap on him at all times   I was designed to carry higher caliburs then nines   Tossin brain cells away, that cut is all in the mind   Now I'm a bad motherfucker, been through the baddest of tragic   Behind snoop and magic, it could happen right in traffic   I'm a no limit battler, the one that's here to hurt ya   And when you know when I came, and drama came, his name was murder      [snoop dogg]   Chorus   Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash   (when drama came then came murder)   Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash   (when drama came, drama came, then came murder) x2      [snoop dogg]   Ridin through the backwoods, late night creepin   Lookin for a gimp, stuntin like a pimp   I stopped by the waffle house to get some grits and toast   Man a nigga sure do miss the west coast   Folks I never had drama that my mama didn't prepare me for   But this one time couldn't nobody save me loc   Shit got thick, I'm with this bitch, say she down with the clicque   And all I want to do was get my dick licked   Rule number one, keep the heater close by   I can't believe that bitch would set me up, she was so fly   Why do bitches set niggas up, huh bro   Why niggas don't give a fuck   I wear the mud among fiend and magic, it's tragic how it went down   Tru tank dogs on a mission with the dogg pound   Layin niggas down, fool how that sound   Down south, hustlin for cash   Never slippin, keep my heater on the dash      [snoop dogg]   Chorus x2      [magic]   When drama came I'm movin so fast that you niggas never saw me comin   I wear a fortyfive glock up around my waist and all the pussy motherfuckers   Start runnin   I'm from the lower nine nigga, see me blast, so don't let me see a   Motherfucker blink   I don't want your bank, I don't want your ride, everybody in this bitch goin   Stank   I'm on a mission for my niggas who told me that all you niggas had somethin   To say   So I'm goin blast at you bastards and I'll be on my way   See I'm a rapper but I'm still a thug, it's in my blood, ain't nothin change   If you niggas test my patience and I will release pain      When drama came, then came murder   When drama came, when drama came, then came murder   When drama came, then came murder   When drama came, when drama came, then came murder   When magic came, magic came, then came murder   When fiend came, fiend came, then came murder   When snoop came, snoop came, then came murder   When they all came, tank dogs, then cause murder   When drama came, then came murder   When drama came, when drama came, then came murder