[Mia X]

ya'll best to back the fuck on up

it's mama drama my nigga

i'm shiva with two heaters

see I'm hardcore my nigga for sure my nigga

ain't never been scared before my nigga

ghetto from head to toe

when I got some lyrical foe my nigga

the mics the fo fo when trigga

launchin my verbal scatter

that shit ya'll do ain't worth the urine

sticking in my bladder

the yappin and the chit chatter

don't even matter cause nothins fatter

than rapper's faces after I verbally gat ya

beat em like they was Hagler

rip em like no good paper

that's why they duckin Mia X

hip hops new heavy weighter

the soldier hater, disentegrator, major paper maker

the gangsta rhymer, big timer

I'm Mama Drama



chorus

[Mia X, Fiend]

uhh, where my real niggas that we can ride us

how many soldiers down to do what they gotta

like Mama Drama

uhh, where my real bitches that we can ride us

how many soldiers down to do what they gotta

like Mama Drama



[Mia X]



street date in all 51 states

they can't wait to hear my lyrical murder

the grim reaper, Mama Mia diva with the nerve ta

sabotage ya'll, dressed in camouflage

is my disguise daily

I'm a batterd woman thats surrounded

by them sharp kitchen knives baby

you gon realize that I ain't to be played with

I get payed with TRU, and I'm a made bitch

so what cha you wanna do, better call your crew

and tell em to come correct

but everything this way sho gon get Xed

hexed I'm a voodoo mistress

roots on all my lyrics, Ri Ri

strong enough to make AMC

don't fuck around, huff puff, then I blow em out

then they all fall down now

they done told ya you gon know