Текст (слова) песни: Drag-On - Niggas Die For Me

[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 gettin` high with me
My niggas is the niggas that`ll die with me
And we can get it on

Repeat 1

[Drag-On]
Many niggas wanna see the Dog nigga bite
But this kid Drag strike a light
Fuck five mics, my fire burn the wire
Cause we the niggas that plug
Wrap `em in the rug
Flames mini blowin on my hands like dust
Chicks wanna slurp?
Guaranteed I make ya burp
Just put your teeth to the curb
And hum a word
Some nerve, cats think they can touch the torch
You don`t know about my gun just for me to toss
Fuck with the cars
I don`t care what kind of drop ya pushin`
I put my fifteen to ya top and dump bullets
Yeah I see y`all cowards like to wear a vest
Well I`mma aim a little higher like for you neck
I puff lye, I`mma lift blunts till my arm look like Popeye
Till the day is bye-bye
Till then 300G fly by rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin` at your Rolley at dem hot shows
So go ahead boy get drunk, pop that Mo
Until I pull ya to the side, see the nine kid?
And since you got that nice watch
You know what time it is
Cause Drag`s clock say 7:30
So sudden move and you blow me less a
Real, real dirty, dirty
Double R, a camp where it`s all champs
And if y`all want to stop fire open up a vent

Repeat 1 (2x)

Bet`cha niggas always wonder
Why Drag always spit fire?
Why y`all always pop shit?
About how I burn niggas till they chocolate
Cause I`m the opposite of H2O now ya know
Fix your wrinkled face, my iron press more than clothes
And girls I love `em when I meet `em
Might eat `em
But when they act up, it`s like Turner Tina
Don`t me get the burner
Catch me in the low key Pontiac Sun sippin` Coniac
Y`all know how that affects blacks
So you know I clash that
Now where I`mma put all these gats and crack sacks
I`mma lil` nigga so you know I run fast
But don`t do much of it do a lot of gun busting
Cause when I let off a clip I get a kick
Outta seeing niggas run eyes open, hoping they don`t trip
hear the echoes blocks away
Type of bricklayers that hear shots today
And give your blocks away
Run up on papi hey drop the yay
And if he don`t stall
This world be popped tomorrow
Drag-On speaks with a stutter but I rhyme well
So like a dead snitch it`s hard to tell
Dirty, dirty niggas word
This is to my grimy, grimy niggas word
This is to my RR niggas, word
Yeah cause we double R niggas ya heard?
(Come on)

Repeat 1 (6x)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Drag-On - Niggas Die For Me [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 gettin` high with me My niggas is the niggas that`ll die with me And we can get it on Repeat 1 [Drag-On] Many niggas wanna see the Dog nigga bite But this kid Drag strike a light Fuck five mics, my fire burn the wire Cause we the niggas that plug Wrap `em in the rug Flames mini blowin on my hands like dust Chicks wanna slurp? Guaranteed I make ya burp Just put your teeth to the curb And hum a word Some nerve, cats think they can touch the torch You don`t know about my gun just for me to toss Fuck with the cars I don`t care what kind of drop ya pushin` I put my fifteen to ya top and dump bullets Yeah I see y`all cowards like to wear a vest Well I`mma aim a little higher like for you neck I puff lye, I`mma lift blunts till my arm look like Popeye Till the day is bye-bye Till then 300G fly by rented So foggy windows look tinted We just be lookin` at your Rolley at dem hot shows So go ahead boy get drunk, pop that Mo Until I pull ya to the side, see the nine kid? And since you got that nice watch You know what time it is Cause Drag`s clock say 7:30 So sudden move and you blow me less a Real, real dirty, dirty Double R, a camp where it`s all champs And if y`all want to stop fire open up a vent Repeat 1 (2x) Bet`cha niggas always wonder Why Drag always spit fire? Why y`all always pop shit? About how I burn niggas till they chocolate Cause I`m the opposite of H2O now ya know Fix your wrinkled face, my iron press more than clothes And girls I love `em when I meet `em Might eat `em But when they act up, it`s like Turner Tina Don`t me get the burner Catch me in the low key Pontiac Sun sippin` Coniac Y`all know how that affects blacks So you know I clash that Now where I`mma put all these gats and crack sacks I`mma lil` nigga so you know I run fast But don`t do much of it do a lot of gun busting Cause when I let off a clip I get a kick Outta seeing niggas run eyes open, hoping they don`t trip hear the echoes blocks away Type of bricklayers that hear shots today And give your blocks away Run up on papi hey drop the yay And if he don`t stall This world be popped tomorrow Drag-On speaks with a stutter but I rhyme well So like a dead snitch it`s hard to tell Dirty, dirty niggas word This is to my grimy, grimy niggas word This is to my RR niggas, word Yeah cause we double R niggas ya heard? (Come on) Repeat 1 (6x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Niggas Die For Me: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12754.html Все тексты песен: Drag-On » Drag-On - What`s it All About » Drag-On - We In Here » Drag-On - Ryde or Die » Drag-On - Ladies 2000 » Drag-On - Get it Right » Drag-On - The Race » Drag-On - 100 Sheisty`s » Drag-On - Here We Go » Drag-On - Feel My Pain » Drag-On - We All Can Get it On » Drag-On - Put Your Drinks Down » Drag-On - Belly soundtrack » Drag-On - Groundhog Day » Drag-On - Scenario 2000 » Drag-On - Pop It » Drag-On - Weed, Hoes, Dough » Drag-On - Down Bottom » Drag-On - Ruff Ryders * Ryde or Die Volume Two » Drag-On - Life Goes On » Drag-On - Move Right Now Рекомендуем скачать: » Гиви Чрелашвили - Ветер » Георгий Дубенецкий - Последнее воскресенье августа » Гиви Чрелашвили - Рыцарь Пьяного Образа » Геннадий Жуков - Говорила мне печаль осиянная... » Голубые береты - Нам с тобою, братан » Голубые береты - Спасибо, господин президент » Ген Шангин-Березовский, Дмитрий Сухарев - Ау! » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пой, революция! » Геннадий Жуков - Так было просто в прежние века... » Григорий Данской - Карманная песенка » Гиви Чрелашвили, Роланд Аблотия - Тоска по юности » Григорий Дикштейн - Выбор » Григорий Дикштейн - Баллада о свежем воздухе » Голубые береты - Помнишь, мама » Глюк`oza - Глюк`oza-nostra » Геннадий Васильев - Письмо другу » Геннадий Жуков - Ты глядела так » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Нож в спину » Геннадий Чугуев - Льды. Зелено-белесые стены в снегу... » Геннадий Васильев - Город грабит село...
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