| 作曲 : Dean, Jacobs, Jeffers ... | |
| {Drag-On}I be the | |
| D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim'cause bullets make your feet fastwe throw babies in the trash | |
| Drag don't play with little gatscrib like | |
| McDonalds nuttin but | |
| Big Macsand quarter poundsbitch place your order now stay in line | |
| I only fuck with broke niggasthat stright depend on crimeyou straight pussy so fuck your ass cap'cause in jail they'll put your cap whereyour ass at you ass blackprojects thats where | |
| Drag atyea ya got heartbut if | |
| I don't got my gunthats where ya gonna get stabbed atboy as a young | |
| I never grabbed that toy | |
| Drag was taught to grab that and ask"where the cash at"{ | |
| Sheek}you think we shoot his pocket sidesdeuce decuce and 25'syou ain't takin' em' niggayou threatenin' lives | |
| I ain't frontin motherfucker | |
| I don't shoot no legs | |
| I'm tryna see if your brainsreally look like eggsor is it just that commercialyour brain on drugsnow it's a total different lookfrom these shotgun slugsto get rich it could take less than two days | |
| I'm like them little beepershalfs and bullets two-waysfuck vests my shit go throught toupèès | |
| I'ma thug in | |
| New Yorkand when | |
| I'm on your setwe the apartment where they filmedgood times atbitch what the fuck | |
| I'ma thug nigga | |
| Chrous:(2X) | |
| I'ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I'ma fuck with you | |
| I don't give a fuck now | |
| I'm doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I'm doing my thang{ | |
| Styles}weight on my backhate in my heartblood in my eyefoot on the gasblunt in my mouthlovin the ridehand on the gunear to the streetback to the wallmind on my money while | |
| I'm clappin at ya'll{ | |
| Jadakiss}I got niggas in jailcrack in the hoodhustle in southfiends and customersthat run in your house | |
| I got family ties | |
| I'm handy with knives | |
| I live my life in the ghettonose candy and nines | |
| I'm deeper than mostsleep wit it closewake wit a demonhave visions of the wholeworld shaking and screaming{ | |
| Styles}I was born to be a leaderbut if the game was dirty | |
| I was born to be a cheateryou talking to me greasy | |
| I was going to get the heater{ | |
| Jadakiss}you tell me what you know about blowgettin dough and straight warrin' with a meanerfrontin in a | |
| Benz or I was soarin' in a | |
| Bima{Styles}lyin in the cutthe gun is straight runninglike a tire on the trucksif he is real or a liarput the plyer to his nutsor the fire to his guts{ | |
| Jadakiss}'cause niggas is too softthat heat make niggas cool offfuck ice | |
| I'm tryna cop the crew lofts{ | |
| Styles}So we can be back in effect | |
| I throw the barrel to the back of your neckand hop back in the vette (corvette){ | |
| Jadakiss}'cause everybody is a felon with loot'cause they say rap is like dust{ | |
| Styles and | |
| Jadakiss}and we the only ones sellin' the juice | |
| Chrous:(2X) | |
| I'ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I'ma fuck with you | |
| I don't give a fuck now | |
| I'm doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I'm doing my thang{ | |
| Eve}bitches is so sickthey throw upso scared they don't evencome around in places that | |
| I show upgo ahead nigga put your dough upme against who nigga grow upbitches choke can't even get their flow up | |
| I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industryactin all confused don't know who you supposed to bechickens lost steady worryin' boutwho's dick is tossedstop stallin betta get this thing before it's gonebut | |
| I ain't mad'cause | |
| I ain't gon' pass it oncallin' askin can you get on my shit'cause your cash is goneyou won't get no sales off of mebitch pleasepitbull run with dogs | |
| I don't like fleas | |
| Chrous:(2X) | |
| I'ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I'ma fuck with you | |
| I don't give a fuck now | |
| I'm doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I'm doing my thang |
| zuo qu : Dean, Jacobs, Jeffers ... | |
| DragOn I be the | |
| DRAG dash ya niggas foot slim' cause bullets make your feet fastwe throw babies in the trash | |
| Drag don' t play with little gatscrib like | |
| McDonalds nuttin but | |
| Big Macsand quarter poundsbitch place your order now stay in line | |
| I only fuck with broke niggasthat stright depend on crimeyou straight pussy so fuck your ass cap' cause in jail they' ll put your cap whereyour ass at you ass blackprojects thats where | |
| Drag atyea ya got heartbut if | |
| I don' t got my gunthats where ya gonna get stabbed atboy as a young | |
| I never grabbed that toy | |
| Drag was taught to grab that and ask" where the cash at" | |
| Sheek you think we shoot his pocket sidesdeuce decuce and 25' syou ain' t takin' em' niggayou threatenin' lives | |
| I ain' t frontin motherfucker | |
| I don' t shoot no legs | |
| I' m tryna see if your brainsreally look like eggsor is it just that commercialyour brain on drugsnow it' s a total different lookfrom these shotgun slugsto get rich it could take less than two days | |
| I' m like them little beepershalfs and bullets twowaysfuck vests my shit go throught toupee s | |
| I' ma thug in | |
| New Yorkand when | |
| I' m on your setwe the apartment where they filmedgood times atbitch what the fuck | |
| I' ma thug nigga | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang | |
| Styles weight on my backhate in my heartblood in my eyefoot on the gasblunt in my mouthlovin the ridehand on the gunear to the streetback to the wallmind on my money while | |
| I' m clappin at ya' ll | |
| Jadakiss I got niggas in jailcrack in the hoodhustle in southfiends and customersthat run in your house | |
| I got family ties | |
| I' m handy with knives | |
| I live my life in the ghettonose candy and nines | |
| I' m deeper than mostsleep wit it closewake wit a demonhave visions of the wholeworld shaking and screaming | |
| Styles I was born to be a leaderbut if the game was dirty | |
| I was born to be a cheateryou talking to me greasy | |
| I was going to get the heater | |
| Jadakiss you tell me what you know about blowgettin dough and straight warrin' with a meanerfrontin in a | |
| Benz or I was soarin' in a | |
| Bima Styles lyin in the cutthe gun is straight runninglike a tire on the trucksif he is real or a liarput the plyer to his nutsor the fire to his guts | |
| Jadakiss' cause niggas is too softthat heat make niggas cool offfuck ice | |
| I' m tryna cop the crew lofts | |
| Styles So we can be back in effect | |
| I throw the barrel to the back of your neckand hop back in the vette corvette | |
| Jadakiss' cause everybody is a felon with loot' cause they say rap is like dust | |
| Styles and | |
| Jadakiss and we the only ones sellin' the juice | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang | |
| Eve bitches is so sickthey throw upso scared they don' t evencome around in places that | |
| I show upgo ahead nigga put your dough upme against who nigga grow upbitches choke can' t even get their flow up | |
| I ain' t got no fear bout you bitches in da industryactin all confused don' t know who you supposed to bechickens lost steady worryin' boutwho' s dick is tossedstop stallin betta get this thing before it' s gonebut | |
| I ain' t mad' cause | |
| I ain' t gon' pass it oncallin' askin can you get on my shit' cause your cash is goneyou won' t get no sales off of mebitch pleasepitbull run with dogs | |
| I don' t like fleas | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang |
| zuò qǔ : Dean, Jacobs, Jeffers ... | |
| DragOn I be the | |
| DRAG dash ya niggas foot slim' cause bullets make your feet fastwe throw babies in the trash | |
| Drag don' t play with little gatscrib like | |
| McDonalds nuttin but | |
| Big Macsand quarter poundsbitch place your order now stay in line | |
| I only fuck with broke niggasthat stright depend on crimeyou straight pussy so fuck your ass cap' cause in jail they' ll put your cap whereyour ass at you ass blackprojects thats where | |
| Drag atyea ya got heartbut if | |
| I don' t got my gunthats where ya gonna get stabbed atboy as a young | |
| I never grabbed that toy | |
| Drag was taught to grab that and ask" where the cash at" | |
| Sheek you think we shoot his pocket sidesdeuce decuce and 25' syou ain' t takin' em' niggayou threatenin' lives | |
| I ain' t frontin motherfucker | |
| I don' t shoot no legs | |
| I' m tryna see if your brainsreally look like eggsor is it just that commercialyour brain on drugsnow it' s a total different lookfrom these shotgun slugsto get rich it could take less than two days | |
| I' m like them little beepershalfs and bullets twowaysfuck vests my shit go throught toupèè s | |
| I' ma thug in | |
| New Yorkand when | |
| I' m on your setwe the apartment where they filmedgood times atbitch what the fuck | |
| I' ma thug nigga | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang | |
| Styles weight on my backhate in my heartblood in my eyefoot on the gasblunt in my mouthlovin the ridehand on the gunear to the streetback to the wallmind on my money while | |
| I' m clappin at ya' ll | |
| Jadakiss I got niggas in jailcrack in the hoodhustle in southfiends and customersthat run in your house | |
| I got family ties | |
| I' m handy with knives | |
| I live my life in the ghettonose candy and nines | |
| I' m deeper than mostsleep wit it closewake wit a demonhave visions of the wholeworld shaking and screaming | |
| Styles I was born to be a leaderbut if the game was dirty | |
| I was born to be a cheateryou talking to me greasy | |
| I was going to get the heater | |
| Jadakiss you tell me what you know about blowgettin dough and straight warrin' with a meanerfrontin in a | |
| Benz or I was soarin' in a | |
| Bima Styles lyin in the cutthe gun is straight runninglike a tire on the trucksif he is real or a liarput the plyer to his nutsor the fire to his guts | |
| Jadakiss' cause niggas is too softthat heat make niggas cool offfuck ice | |
| I' m tryna cop the crew lofts | |
| Styles So we can be back in effect | |
| I throw the barrel to the back of your neckand hop back in the vette corvette | |
| Jadakiss' cause everybody is a felon with loot' cause they say rap is like dust | |
| Styles and | |
| Jadakiss and we the only ones sellin' the juice | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang | |
| Eve bitches is so sickthey throw upso scared they don' t evencome around in places that | |
| I show upgo ahead nigga put your dough upme against who nigga grow upbitches choke can' t even get their flow up | |
| I ain' t got no fear bout you bitches in da industryactin all confused don' t know who you supposed to bechickens lost steady worryin' boutwho' s dick is tossedstop stallin betta get this thing before it' s gonebut | |
| I ain' t mad' cause | |
| I ain' t gon' pass it oncallin' askin can you get on my shit' cause your cash is goneyou won' t get no sales off of mebitch pleasepitbull run with dogs | |
| I don' t like fleas | |
| Chrous: 2X | |
| I' ma thug in da streetz and | |
| I know what to doif you fuckin with me | |
| I' ma fuck with you | |
| I don' t give a fuck now | |
| I' m doing my thinglike a motherfucking dog | |
| I' m doing my thang |
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