[Drag-On]

Yo, yo you ready? (Yeah)

As soon as we get this ball B

And when the ball come up in that court we gonna run up

Straight up

No looking back, just straight up

Aight? (Aight)

You ready?

On your mark, get set, Go!



[Verse 1]

Check it, check how I run on niggaz

Take the mask off, put the gun on niggaz (Uh-hu)

Ya niggaz better do what I say like Simon

Cuz I'm the nigga that push weight cuz I'm in

My 4-4, long like hallways

So you better run, straight run always

I put my gun four ways

Upside down, Side ways, and around all day

I slain crack in the broad day

Cuz "Momma been laid off" like Shaday

Here today, gone tomorr-

You know I stay hard like a porno star

Check it, check how I'm back on niggaz

D to the R,A,G, It's on niggaz

Don't get shot, don't get stab

Just get your bitches ass back in the lab

And stay there

I be, feeling up on your bitch

Back, top down, pound in my lap

Sounds like the sounds of the gat

Top down, put the sun on bitches

Clear your block out, right on niggaz

Double R in the club, to the front of the vind

I fucked your mother, now you a son of my bitch

Not my mother, fucker (Get it, ha ha!)

Nigga Drag just shitted

Nigga don't get splitted

Nigga what!



[Drag-On -- acting out of breath]

Aiyyo, you running too fast slow down

(Hell yeah, we running a little bit too fast for these niggaz)

Hell no B, we gotta get out of here



[Verse 2]

I love to run a marathon

I make a lean hood nigga march like Fair Khan

Cuz I, speak the truth when I'm in the Booth

My words like steroids I give niggaz a boost

23 years old I stand on my own

But if you count this chrome, I don't stand alone

I don't got to watch my back, my niggaz do that, my bitch massage that, my car garage that

I only put it out when it's time to front

But ain't no future in that, so I only drove it once

I'm not a C.O. like them fucking jerks

I'm C.O. of the streets cuz I put in work

Like if I tell one of my niggaz, "Grab that"

Cuz if you would have been in Baghdad, you would have been grab that

I'm sick of mothers saying "Please that's my only son"

Listen ma, this nigga is done you need to have another one

Rich or broke I'm still gonna get it

If it's little or alot, I'm still gonna spend it

If the FED's asks me, if I did (Yeah I did it)

Ya niggaz ain't built for bids

Ya niggaz is built for bitches (Snitches)



[Drag-On -- running]

Yeah niggaz

I told ya niggaz my flow went circles around you niggaz

If ya can't keep up, catch up with me

Matter of fact, catch that {*sound of two gun shots*}