[Drag-On] (Warren G) C'mon (The Ruff Ryders) Flame on (Double R, baby) Flame on, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [Drag-On] Aiyyo, y'all niggas take too long
Tradução: Drag-On. Tenemos que.
: I?ve never felt so sober I?ve never felt the way I feel tonight Your words made everything drag on, and on I finally found her, and when I did I just
out to lunch The D&G bag? That's where the weed stash Keep cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass My tank on full, ease gas Stay on point with the white
Busta, can't touch Eve, Got something in my waist that you can't touch either, That's - my gangsta bitch, and like Crips and Bloods, I'm in the club on
Cali, with them phony accents Hollywood got movies, but it ain't no actin So wear that bling to them awards like it ain't no jackers We chain snatchers
you was with the roc on the stage I had rocks on the stage On headliner for the front page we know that you front You be on sunset doin what? Gettin your
, when the cops crashed As I laugh pushing the gas when my glocks blast We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart In the dark when we survived through
we've got blood to bleed, we'll take this culture. Right by the neck. We'll push until we get respect. Rejoice, my friends, we're living free; but only if we
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture countless options Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me Erotic, psychotic, we posess bubonics
went to jail to bail to barely on probation They got a player facin three strikes, and we might just blast God bless the child that can get cash But all
ground But that ain't right That ain't right We're in a circus without clowns Rotting in this town We try to hold our ground But that ain't right That
associates endure we make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush keep it going now you know we get it right we keep it flowing now we
motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time, got guns that
: This girl that I knew She loved me and blew me away We made love no doubt But she never went out of her way I keep wonderin', I keep wonderin' why
we wouldn't push forward. we murdered you niggas and rap suckas while you niggas and we leave our competition like where was none for us. shit got
of style And I warned you that that instance Would set my house on fire Now i'm not going to beat you up Or drag you through the mud I just want all