Drag-on - Niggas Die For Me Lyrics
[drag-on]Uh, lets goWhoo! drag-on baby[dmx]Come on1 ? [dmx]My niggas is the niggas thatll ride with meMy niggas is the niggas gettin high with meMy niggas is the niggas thatll die with meAnd we can get it onRepeat 1[drag-on]Many niggas wanna see the dog nigga biteBut this nigga drag strike a light***** fire mics, my fire burn the wireCause we the niggas that plugWrap em in the rugFlames mini blowing on my hands like dustChicks wanna slurp?Ya guaranteed imma make em burpJust push your teeth to the curveAnd hum a wordSome nerve, cats think they can touch the torchYou dont know about my gun just for me to toss***** with the carsI dont care what kind of drop ya pushinI put my fifteen through your top and dump bulletsYeah I see yall cowards like to wear vestsWell imma aim a little higher like for you neckI puff lye, imma lift blunts till my arm look like popeyeTill the day is bye-byeTill then 300g fly by rentedSo foggy windows look tintedWe just be lookin at your rolley at dem hot showsSo go ahead boy get drunk, pop that moUntil I pull ya to the side, see the nine kid?And since you got that nice watchYou know what time it isCause drags clock say 7:30So sudden move youre going to be laying somewhereReal dirty, dirtyDouble r, a camp where its all champsAnd if yall want to stop fire open up a ventRepeat 1 (2x)Betcha niggas always wonderWhy drag always spit fire?Why yall always pop shit?About how I burn niggas till they chocolateCause Im the opposite of h2o now ya knowFix your wrinkled face, my iron press more than clothesAnd girls I love em when I meet emMight eat emBut when they act up, its like turner tinaDont me get the burnerCatch me in the low key pontiac sun sippin coniacYall know how that affects blacksSo you know I clash thatNo way imma blow all these gats and crack stacksImma lil nigga so you know I run fastBut dont do much of it do a lot of gun bustingCause when I let off a clip I get a kickOutta seeing niggas run eyes open, hoping they dont tripYa hear the echoes blocks awayType of bricklayers that hear shots todayAnd give your blocks awayRun up on papi hey drop the yayAnd if he dont stallThis world be popped tomorrowDrag-on speaks with a stutter but I rhyme wellSo like a gay snitch its hard to tellDirty, dirty niggas wordThis is to my grimy, grimy niggas wordThis is to my rr niggas, wordYeah cause we double r niggas ya heard?(come on)Repeat 1 (6x)
