[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's talk about who
Tradução: Drag-On. Hablemos de los.
Tradução: Eva. Vamos a hablar (feat. Drag-on).
will have you shot though drag through the body on fuck, like Kim Osario's litte sorry hoe ass, go ask B Real we burn source covers like fuckin Cypress Hill did in the 90s
: 1. Pain Is Only A Mere Sensation Let me try to discomfort you Let the others do same things with you we'll see who's failing and who's doing fine
can love oh yes we can love And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones We never got it off on that revolution stuff What a drag
we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do [Door opens] who's your daddy? [Hailie:] Daddy, what're
Sweat is on my forehead 'cuz my brain's inside decaying And this bitch that I love prob'ly don't have no Idea She's talking to her friends I'm in the
victim? (That?s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That?s what I?m talkin? about) Oh, (Oh
s who they're talking to. There was someone on a platform talking to the folks About the T.V. god and all the pain that it invokes. "It's too bright
: Talk about it You dream about it You feel that there's no place left to glow Operatics, break the habits You feel that there's no place left to grow
nigga drag his mink on the floor Won't you admit it? I ain't gotta talk because I live it Any chick fuckin with me, believe me that's a privelege I won
enough so now it's time to put on my black boots with my black Davis's that's just the way it is no one can see me throw on my black sweatshirt with a
streets You - you real funny to me Like a drag queen with heels and a head full of weave Talkin about ki's, that you never seen (seen) Rappin about gats
denim pockets (denim pockets) On my waist, there?s a black Glock (black Glock) New girl moved on the block (on the block) She been plottin? on my brown
knock his ass out Show that nigga what we bout [Don P] You might not know who I is (*4X*) [Dirty Mouth] I could care less about a motherfucker talkin
cap to the s's Cause we young, my time, my flex It's a futuristic and autistic mega plisto plex I rack up many shots cuase on my run colegri pop I make
