see ya get em up Bob and weave back Since when, a nigga be through his pack? Now when it come down to my shit Betta leave that C'mon C'mon [Chorus: Drag-On
Oh! Damn, now bop to this Yeah, uhh, uhh, y'all know what this is (flame on) Juvenile, Drag-On (flame on) And now.. Swizz Swizz Beats, yea! [Drag-On
Sound Like Plumber, Playing Pipe I'm That Match, That You Light When You Ain't Got No Life I'm Your Fireman [Verse 2 - Drag-on] Who The Fuck Say Drag
(feat. DMX) [Drag-On] Uh, let's go Whoo! Drag-On baby [DMX] Come on! 1 - [DMX] My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me My niggas is the niggas
with the rims on Getting head from a bad redbone bitch That don't mind switching Like to fuck with her timbs on [Chorus] [Drag-On] On my block there
go shit Found her up the steps a bloody mess, hopeless It wasn't cops cuz only street niggas empty the whole clip Ya know this CHORUS 2X: Case and Drag-On
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
Simple-minded motherfucker shouldn't have been there They role is to kill him, Drag what's wrong with them? [Drag-On] They must be crazy and deranged
! Damn, now bop to this Yeah, uhh, uhh, y'all know what this is (flame on) Juvenile, Drag-On (flame on) And now.. Swizz Swizz Beats, yea! [Drag-On] Me
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
it on, then we can get it on We all can get it on... [x3] FLAME-ON MUTHERFUCKERS [x2] Ya niggaz packin gats and stones, frontin on your man's phone Ya
Murder ya block, then Drag's wavin at cabs Feds is on cars that's why they give him On-Star Straight blood, when I walk in, throw on the red light bulbs
world could see me when I Ruff Ryde with Drag-On Rollin' up big babies in a Mercedes, if you want herb we got bombs [Chorus x2: Twista (Drag-On)] Gotta
(feat. Aja) Uhh Step up Drag-On Uhh [Drag-On] Look look look look I don't mean to sound blunt, can I hit 'em up I ain't the one to play baby he did
seat Signal lights, stashbox, a package of D Drag dash, I'm happy to be On, this rap shit is like a jacket to me I wear it with cracks in my sleeves So I keep it on
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chrome, the frame is black. (So watch it lift up) Till the motherfucker bounce and break, And knock both of the screws out the licence plate. Let the games begin, These other
