Drag On
Drag On - Niggas Die For Me lyrics
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[Drag-On] Uh, let's go Whoo! Drag-on baby [DMX] Come on 1 ?[DMX] My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me My niggas is the niggas gettin' high with me My niggas is the niggas that'll die with me And we can get it on Repeat 1 [Drag-On] Many niggas wanna see the Dog nigga bite But this kid Drag strike a light Fuck five mics, my fire burn the wire Cause we the niggas that plug Wrap 'em in the rug Flames mini blowin on my hands like dust Chicks wanna slurp? Guaranteed I make ya burp Just put your teeth to the curb 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 Fuck with the cars I don't care what kind of drop ya pushin' I put my fifteen to ya top and dump bullets Yeah I see y'all cowards like to wear a vest 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 and you blow me less a Real, 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 niggas always wonder Why Drag always spit fire? Why y'all always pop shit? About how I burn niggas 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 Now where I'mma put all these gats and crack sacks I'mma lil' nigga 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 niggas run eyes open, hoping they don't trip 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 dead snitch it's hard to tell Dirty, dirty niggas word This is to my grimy, grimy niggas word This is to my RR niggas, word Yeah cause we double R niggas ya heard? (Come on) Repeat 1 (6x)