Drag-on - n***as Die For Me lyrics

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Drag-on - n***as Die For Me lyrics

[drag-on] Uh, let's go Whoo! drag-on baby [dmx] Come on 1 ?[dmx] My n***as is the n***as that'll ride with me My n***as is the n***as gettin' high with me My n***as is the n***as that'll die with me And we can get it on Repeat 1 [drag-on] Many n***as wanna see the dog n***a bite But this n***a drag strike a light f** fire mics, my fire burn the wire Cause we the n***as that plug Wrap 'em in the rug Flames mini blowing on my hands like dust Chicks wanna slurp? Ya guaranteed i'mma make 'em burp Just push your teeth to the curve And hum a word Some nerve, cats think they can touch the torch You don't know about my gun just for me to toss f** with the cars I don't care what kind of drop ya pushin' I put my fifteen through your top and dump bullets Yeah i see y'all cowards like to wear vests Well i'mma aim a little higher like for you neck I puff lye, i'mma lift blunts till my arm look like popeye Till the day is bye-bye Till then 300g fly by rented So foggy windows look tinted We just be lookin' at your rolley at dem hot shows So go ahead boy get drunk, pop that mo Until i pull ya to the side, see the nine kid? And since you got that nice watch You know what time it is Cause drag's clock say 7:30 So sudden move you're going to be laying somewhere Real dirty, dirty Double r, a camp where it's all champs And if y'all want to stop fire open up a vent Repeat 1 (2x) Bet'cha n***as always wonder Why drag always spit fire? Why y'all always pop sh**? About how i burn n***as till they chocolate Cause i'm the opposite of h2o now ya know Fix your wrinkled face, my iron press more than clothes And girls i love 'em when i meet 'em Might eat 'em But when they act up, it's like turner tina Don't me get the burner Catch me in the low key pontiac sun sippin' coniac Y'all know how that affects blacks So you know i clash that No way i'mma blow all these gats and crack stacks I'mma lil' n***a so you know i run fast But don't do much of it do a lot of gun busting Cause when i let off a clip i get a kick Outta seeing n***as run eyes open, hoping they don't trip Ya hear the echoes blocks away Type of bricklayers that hear shots today And give your blocks away Run up on papi hey drop the yay And if he don't stall This world be popped tomorrow Drag-on speaks with a stutter but i rhyme well So like a gay snitch it's hard to tell Dirty, dirty n***as word This is to my grimy, grimy n***as word This is to my rr n***as, word Yeah cause we double r n***as ya heard? (come on) Repeat 1 (6x)

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