*featuring Drag-On, The LOX
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[Drag-On]
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I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim
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cuz bullets make your feet fast
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we throw babies in the trash
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Drag don't play with little gats
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crib like McDonalds nuttin but Big Macs
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and quarter pounds
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bitch place your order now stay in line
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I only fuck with broke niggas
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that stright depend on crime
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you straight pussy so fuck your ass cap
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cuz in jail they'll put your cap where
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your ass at you ass black
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projects thats where Drag at
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yea ya got heart
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but if I don't got my gun
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thats where ya gonna get stabbed at
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boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
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Drag was taught to grab that and ask
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"where the cash at"
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[Sheek]
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you think we shoot his pocket sides
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deuce decuce and 25's
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you ain't takin' em' nigga
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you threatenin' lives
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I ain't frontin motherfucker
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I don't shoot no legs
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I'm tryna see if your brains
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really look like eggs
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or is it just that commercial
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your brain on drugs
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now it's a total different look
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from these shotgun slugs
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to get rich it could take less than two days
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I'm like them little beepers
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halfs and bullets two-ways
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fuck vests my shit go throught toupèès
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I'ma thug in New York
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and when I'm on your set
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we the apartment where they filmed
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good times at
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bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga
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[Chrous:(2X)]
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I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
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if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
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I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
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like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang
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[Styles]
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weight on my back
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hate in my heart
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blood in my eye
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foot on the gas
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blunt in my mouth
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lovin the ride
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hand on the gun
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ear to the street
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back to the wall
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mind on my money while I'm clappin at ya'll
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[Jadakiss]
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I got niggas in jail
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crack in the hood
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hustle in south
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fiends and customers
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that run in your house
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I got family ties
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I'm handy with knives
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I live my life in the ghetto
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nose candy and nines
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I'm deeper than most
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sleep wit it close
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wake wit a demon
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have visions of the whole
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world shaking and screaming
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[Styles]
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I was born to be a leader
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but if the game was dirty
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I was born to be a cheater
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you talking to me greasy
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I was going to get the heater
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[Jadakiss]
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you tell me what you know about blow
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gettin dough and straight warrin' with a meaner
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frontin in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima
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[Styles]
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lyin in the cut
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the gun is straight running
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like a tire on the trucks
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if he is real or a liar
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put the plyer to his nuts
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or the fire to his guts
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[Jadakiss]
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cuz niggas is too soft
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that heat make niggas cool off
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fuck ice I'm tryna cop the crew lofts
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[Styles]
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So we can be back in effect
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I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
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and hop back in the vette (corvette)
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[Jadakiss]
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cuz everybody is a felon with loot
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cuz they say rap is like dust
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[Styles and Jadakiss]
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and we the only ones sellin' the juice
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[Chrous:(2X)]
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I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
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if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
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I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
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like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang
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[Eve]
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bitches is so sick
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they throw up
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so scared they don't even
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come around in places that I show up
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go ahead nigga put your dough up
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me against who nigga grow up
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bitches choke can't even get their flow up
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I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industry
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actin all confused don't know who you supposed to be
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chickens lost steady worryin' bout
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who's dick is tossed
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stop stallin betta get this thing before it's gone
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but I ain't mad
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cuz I ain't gon' pass it on
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callin' askin can you get on my shit
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cuz your cash is gone
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you won't get no sales off of me
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bitch please
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pitbull run with dogs
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I don't like fleas
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[Chrous:(2X)]
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I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
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if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
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I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
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like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang
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Thug In The Street
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Eve |