(feat. Oz Soundtrack)



[Drag-on(Swizz)]

(Uh) Yeah, Yeah!

Swizz! (Drag thesh On)

Yo, where we at?

(Uh) No shit, Double R niggas (Uh)

Ya know who dis is (No shit)

Yo! Back! Yo! (Yeah!)



Who thet slim kid, slight grin, ice right gain

If the son right here nigga strikes lightning

N' cause light wind

My cue is only wit' two

Me and my nigga

Me and my bitch

Me and my wrist slapped around my bare skin

Come risk it

Dare ya niggas to run up on us

All wit some future shit, I got bullets that turn corners

Like--Errr.. still up on ya

Cause my hammers got scanners

That'll make ya hit the Down Down like "Country Grammar"

Got clips that'll like dirty y'up in em

I wear size 34 Dirty Denim and I'll dirty ya' denim

Hit ya wit the slow flow

Like Nat King Cole

Even though I spit hazard rappin'

Faster than a rapper's eva seen

You pass it while they grab it

Probably got it but don't have it

Usin the same styles since ya promos

C'mon, homo!

Dawg I rope a dolo

Yo' styles so so def

Like Jermaine I got bats

Would(Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo!(Yeah yeah yeah!)



(Woo!)

(It's on fire tonight (Uh)) Yeah!

(Call the fire department,)Yeah Yeah!

(It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!

(All my thugs in the cells getty right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah!

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

Yeah Yeah Yeah! C'mon! Woo!



Woo!

(It's on fire tonight(Uh)) Yeah! Uh!

(Call the fire department)Yeah Yeah!

(It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah!

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)Yo Yo



Yo, how the fuck ya think y'all boost niggas sales

Ya cell's just like my two-way pager, low sale

Y'all, fuck a cell phone! I've got a NYNEX

That'll reach out and touch ya nigga back spineless

(Yeah uh, C'mon man!)

I fill these streets wit more cracks on the ground

Than cracks on the growl

E pills is for them crackheads down

Down keep ya crackin a smile

While ya police tryin to crack down on crack vials(Uh)

Y'all can't stop that nigga Drag(Uh)

Who's born a crack child(Uh)

Crack toes, I crack ya' back

Kids that look up to me

Life ain't what it's cracked up to be

But ya never catch me weavin and bitchin

I just keep the stashed box under reachable distance

Like right here

Gonna lift you like right there

Run about your night airs

Should've had the straps on

Fuckin with the thesh-on(Flame On!)

Make ya do a hundred yard thesh

Gimme ya cash(Flame On! Yeah... yeah!)

What, uh? (Y-y-y-y-yo!) Uh uh



What, uh?

(It's on fire tonight)C'mon! (Yeah!)

(Call the fire department)(Uh Uh!)

(It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)

(Yeah!)C'mon!(Nigga!)

(Uh! Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

(Aw yeah!) Nigga!



(It's on fire tonight(Uh)) (Yeah!)

(Call the fire department)(Yeah Yeah!)

(It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! Uh uh

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight(Yeah,Uh,Yeah!))

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight(Aw yeah!))



Y'all say I'm skinny like a Q-tip

But I stay wit bitches like Janet Jackson

Like cutie you bitchin?

I've got a bad mami

Hatin ass niggas

I've got a black tommy

Cook yo skin like salami

'Cause ya niggas talk baloney

N' probably swanned out

I tell a guard to pull a maf out and smack ya mouth

Type the get out my TT and be outtie

N' throw the matchbox

Ski in the hockey and pee in yo' lobby

See, it ain't nuttin to Drag to camp out

To the point I gotta throw my pants out

After I shake the ants out

Loins, bees in my sleeves, with that can out

And I ain't gon' throw em

I gon' walk up on em and hand em out

Slight trick, I keep my bitch infeli

But ya niggas came to feel me

Got my theme in a frenzy

N' a TT for yo bentley

Ya niggas betta come on and hit me

Cause I'ma drop top, come niggas come pop it

Dump like ya niggas can't stop it, so stop it



(Woo!)

(It's on fire tonight) Uh

(Call the fire department)Yeah, Yeah

(Yeah!)( it's gettin hot tonight)Uh!

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight

(Uh Yeah!)) C'mon!

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

(Aw yeah, Woo!))What? (Uh!)



(Woo woo!)

(It's on fire tonight)(C'mon!)

(Call the fire department)(Uh)

(It's gettin hot tonight)(Yeah!)

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!)

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

(Woooo!)



(Drag, Dash, On)

(Flame, Flame, On)

(Ryde or, Die, Records)

(Ruff, Ryder, Records)



(Bounce!)

(It's on fire tonight)Yeah(Uh) Yeah

(Call the fire department)(Oh...)

(It's gettin hot tonight)(...My, Uh!)

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!)

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)(N' you nigga)



(Woo!)

(It's on fire tonight (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah)

(Call the fire department,(Flame, Flame, On)

(It's gettin hot tonight)

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Drag, Dash, On)

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)(Flame, Dash, On)



(Woo, Woo)



(It's on fire tonight (Woo, woo, woo))

(Call the fire department,(woo, woo, woo) it's gettin hot tonight)

(Woo, woo, woo)

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)

(Woo, woo, woo)

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

(Woo, woo, woo)



(It's on fire tonight)

(Call the fire department,(Yeah) it's gettin hot tonight)

(All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)

(Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)

(Wooooo!)