Dj Paul - Drag Em From The River lyrics

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Dj Paul - Drag Em From The River lyrics

[Hook: The Showboys sample] Drag 'em from the river, throw 'em back up on the swamp [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] f** the smoke out the (?) Then I watch watch the n***as bail Take a deep breath then I let nina exhale Teflon makes it hard to identify k** (?) beamer dump the motherf**ing corpse in a (?) fill Arms, .380 chrome crack domes Sledgehammer swings, then me crush all thee bones Watch 'em swell, oh well, mane he looks kinda pale Caught alotta hell, swallow .357 shells One of my homies tried to warn you my n***a Hope he got insurance on the damn grave digger Or did you ever know of n***as with my mentality The penitentiary yo, is just a mere formality Mane Scarecrow life has no meaning so why should yours? What you gonna do when a**a**ins kickin' down yo doors? And n***as when ya feel the hot lead in yo liver I laugh when the one-timers drag you from the river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag 'em from the river, throw 'em back up on the swamp [Verse 2: DJ Paul] I jumped in my Cutla**, straight go down the back street Got a bandana in my right (?) the front seat Me and Scarecrow do it and I get in Fila sneaker Another big busta can be found floatin down the muddy creep With his nuts up his a**, another f**ing n***a blast Take his partner ... the car, lay him in the gra** Tie his hands real tight until the rope cut his meat Takin' a blindfold and strap them brakes b**h, to his feet Perform a satanic ritual and give all praise To the great evil-doers, (?) the tr-izz-ick in his f**in' face Busta motherf**er always talkin' that hard sh** Goin' crazy over these hoes then they get (?) click (?) the k**a Man n***a behind the motherf**ing trigger When the 80's pointin' at ya, the coward rap get bigger The first coward lit ya, the .380 hit ya The M.P.D's found the body decayed in the river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag 'em from the river, throw 'em back up on the swamp [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] These b**h a** n***as are the type of motherf**ers That like to stare with they eyes Come on, get this spine stomp till ya paralyzed co*k Mrs. Nina, spittin' teflon in yo lungs You better watch that mouth busta, if you want that tongue Runnin' 'round town sayin' you won what you win n***a Marked motherf**er still ain't got ya a** in n***a Lord Infamous the maniac, schizophrenic Scarecrow dude I'm the n***a to f** with if you wanna be fish food Pin it's the hollow point, hit yo guts and then the slug explode Place on yo chest, it's a dead red bloody rose Yo mammy lookin' sad when she see your toe tag Bullet ate that a** like a Rottweiler gone mad n***as pay the cost when they cross the loco boss Toss what's left of the body in a bloody swamp Woody Whitewood he tried to diss my brother, fat n***a Drag him in da f**ing river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag 'em from the river, throw 'em back up on the swamp

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