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[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 wrapping them up in duct tape Me, I just make sure they stomp like crush grapes I make the hardest shed a tear Give `em a gun, if I had two right here Two over there, fuck playin` fair! Y`all niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to tear Drag just burn that up and get it outta here Y`all think y`all goin` from heaven to hell? Y`all ain`t goin` nowhere But in the same town on the same dirty ground And I don`t care how you livin` it up I even got dead niggas shiverin` up You can bet I come diggin` you up Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus The one open is at the tip of the nose When it blows, y`all so-called-pimps die hoes Don`t bite rhymes or flows, just air mark Snap with a finger, have y`all wanted in dead park [Eve] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Shadow] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Eve] Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you think spit mean? Same bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti teams Since I had a snotty scream Was taught to die in a red beam Never ask when I need cash I`m a customer, I snatch your cream Soldier, cross-over, knock on my door Wit` Jahovah, huh, know the population`s over I`m causing early retirements Cuz you blast last when I`m firing Dyin` in the blood you lyin` in Went from the full house to the raw house To niggas tryin` to rip my draws out Try it now, nigga, blow your jaw out You don`t want my gun to go pow-pow Well, I`ma have your face the same color As a tongue of a chow-chow, nigga These ain`t water pistols- they shoot many missles And when I set `em off, they scar your bones to the grissle Only I knew how it was gonna come Put up in your baby-mom, for your only son I`m takin` e`eryone [Shadow] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Eve] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Shadow] Uh, I`m psychologically fucked up, know the truth See, I`s sick, throwin` up Henny and ?Gook? POOF! Me gone, I pray for the death of my mother Until I woked up and hugged her, and told her that I loved her Sick sin, my ink pen stay in the ring Crown me king, I spit through the eyes of a fiend Golden ice, I stole for the love of my wife Then she ran out and dumped me, and po-po pump me Came home, of course as the king of my throne Back to Roley`s, back to smokin` bones with coley My demo was better than a lot of y`all records Bed rocked your ass, calm down, so let the gun go I murdered some quick for dough Hit `em up fast, watched them die extra slow I lock shop when I come through with the blue tops Smokin` a oo-whop, with all glocks cocked [Eve] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Shadow] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Eve] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Shadow] Anything that`s dealin` with dough, we got that Cock back, hold in position for combat Stand clear, all y`all cowards have been warned Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne [Warren G] See now, there it go Y`all got it The East Coast West Coast collabo Warren G doin` it with my niggas from The Ruff Ryders Eve, my nigga Drag-On Yeah, that`s how we doin` it, like that for y`all In the `99
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