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Ah this shit is ugly right here |
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Be clear baby! |
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Drag-On, Ruff |
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RydersShout out to |
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Uncle RayNew |
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York City are you fuckin ready?!![Drag-On] |
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We gon smoke trees like them legalize it |
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Here's a pipe quick, pinch a inch or die quick |
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Seen? Long as it's |
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Funkmaster |
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FlexMe don't care if me flunk or pass the test |
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The pump will take a chunk out ya chest |
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Or rip out ya vest, which blood clot fi test |
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Read my basketball files |
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They say I call my nine my tech-nical fouls |
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Clubs hand check us now |
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Chicks hand fuck us now |
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That's why niggas like fuck us now |
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I tell a nigga it's not likely that my four is missin |
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So just lay down and audition for your mortician |
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Make you give that cash up |
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I'll get all twenty of |
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X dogs to get up at ya |
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Trust me them pits'll catch ya |
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Make you spit up ketchup, extra |
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Layin right next to |
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Somebody doorstep messed up, chest up |
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Before this shit |
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I was a rapper'cause while my face was masked up |
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Y'all niggas was wrapped up, act up![HOOK] |
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D-R-A-G dash |
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O-NCall me |
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Drag-On I'm hot scorchin {*both lines 4 |
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X*}(Who Dat, Who Dat, How we ride)[Drag-On] |
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You can see the tears in the eyes of men die |
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You can see them fuck with fire all the men fry |
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Seen? Ain't that right |
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Flex, go head dawg show 'em off |
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Show 'em how them twenties look washed and |
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Armor Alled |
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I give dicks to chicks that make them give they mom a call |
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Cause I always stand tall like my brain was in my balls |
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Look, what the blood clot, love the chicks that ??? |
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Wanna see me on they period can't be seriously |
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The last nigga that asked me my name |
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I gave him a blunt |
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And told him |
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Drag-On and pass it on |
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I'm 140 so |
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I wear my gun sporty-a |
