Double Time (Drama's Cadence) lyrics by The Drama

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Double Time (Drama's Cadence) by The Dramaالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Double Time (Drama's Cadence) by The Drama

Y'all act like ya heard me
Instead of bustin my chopper man
I kiss down on dirt [say what] goin be in my heart
cause A-T-L where i'm from
And everywhere be my stompin ground with 3-4-5 ya heard[I heard]
We trane as we kill'em, and no low limit were wit'em
I thought ya taught like ya succas,I can tell when you're weak
that's why I lead to tough succas low haters low punk now friends
Hatin on drama goin get you coward
And that means

Ooooooo I got my jeans and my boots
Ooooooo I'm tight wit my troops
Ooooooo My left, right, my left, Ooo lord I'm tight to def
TIGHT TO DEF!!

Ooooooo I got my jeans and my boots
Ooooooo I'm tight wit my troops
Ooooooo My left, right, my left, Ooo lord I'm tight to def
TIGHT TO DEF!!

See I'ma walk like a soldier, stay cheifin doja
I left right, come look here boy, I done told him where I'm from
It ain't no luck, that's the killaz, that's the fiends
From down south, don't charge us with them means
We don't bring it don't slang it
If it don't walk it don't talk it
Either go leave the house and bring your pistal and amor[what]
With D-are-A-M-A goin do you like rambo
A ten top about fate give me this shit
foward march

Ooooooo I got my jeans and my boots
Ooooooo I'm tight wit my troops
Ooooooo My left, right, my left, Ooo lord I'm tight to def
TIGHT TO DEF!!

Line em' up shoot em' down [uh huh] like Adolf Hitler [say what]
He talking the talk nigga walk the walk
I don't get down wit no succas, I roll with killaz and high rolls
[I guarantee] smoke rolls like dojahs
can't get buck I done told ya[can't get me scared]
I'm tight like the 5s---8 and you wearing the twelve
I'ma bust ya'll bustaz style the cut to brains[ok]
Burn in the fire punk like a really hot clothes hanger
Blast'em to my last clip
My last on I holla out

Ooooooo I got my jeans and my boots
Ooooooo I'm tight wit my troops
Ooooooo My left, right, my left, Ooo lord I'm tight to def
TIGHT TO DEF!!

Tight to def
For the 2000 ya'll
We done tooked over

Writer : STEWART, DEMETRIUS L/JORDAN, ALPHONSO/JORDAN, LORENZO
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing