doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this track I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on A sick dude,
Traduction: Drag-On. Le Hood.
Dammit Memphis on da scene They sippin' syrrup and ridin' clean On da block we buy (some beans)?? These stacks is bulgin' out my jeans You know these hoes be on
'm a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people a tent siege on ranch, huddled up next to her with Hello Kitty slippers on
what up son? you know how the fuck we do, motherfuckin Demigods Motherfuckin Army of the Pharoahs It's murder death kill playboy, ainno saftey's on These
lovely lady lumps [ACE HOOD:] Shawty she ain't never meet a nigga like ace The way she give me face is amazing grace They say they love my swag when I drag
got board back the to hood to the thugs and fiends. sold crack in the hood took my money And my Trophies And my Plaques back to the hood. niggas weren
He rides `er low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the
ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks I let you faggots know it's on for life but Everlast might die tonight, haha Fat boy murdered on wax
for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man, Will-I-ain't I'm the bad guy, type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage Pour ice in their pants and the
(feat. Drag-On, The LOX) [Drag-On] I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim cuz bullets make your feet fast we throw babies in the trash Drag don't
(feat. Drag-On) [Eve (Drag-on)] Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) [Eve] Let
ain't been this much drama since I first heard Eminem, In the club, poppin' X pills like M & Ms, Call it Dre day, we celebratin', bitch bring a friend. Bottles on
major crew When I step on the stage it's like De Ja Vu Years of performing, years of practice Respect from my peers, my girls tears on the mattress Every
cleans up the glass We'll be drinking til closing, we'll be the last of the last To leave, some guy tugs on my sleave and starts quoting Hoods' rhymes Next he's on