We Don't Give A ***-Drag-On/Fiend

歌手 : Drag-On / Fiend
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:15

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TXT We Don't Give A ***-Drag-On/Fiend 文本歌词

Yeah, yeah, Volume Three
Real disrespectful on the one Unc', uh-huh
I ain't got no more respect for these niggas, uh-uh
Icepick, where the f**k your knife at?
Now who the f**k wanna ryde with this gangsta ni**a, thug ni**a
.38 snub busters, slugs rush ya
I should be in anger management class, the way I'm aimin a mac
That's how I let off frustration pertainin my past
Murder ya block, then Drag's wavin at cabs
Feds is on cars that's why they give him On-Star
Straight blood, when I walk in, throw on the red light bulbs
Then I throw my pinky ring on and writin up the club
I'm all real, y'all slight thugs, I'm just like
Them Arabs, f**k a gat, I use a knife
Keep my dick sucked like, straws in soda
Y'all know the deal like, cards and poker, huh?
I'm a monster on the street, I'll play all strips
I'll beat down lyrics and stomp out beats and dump out clips
If I ain't got it I crack knuckles on jaws, stab a couple on tour
Y'all faggots never knuckled up before, b**ch
We don't give a f**k about none a y'all (none a y'all)
I'm talkin bout all y'all (all y'all)
Don't make me grab the thing and get to runnin y'all (runnin y'all)
Every single motherf**kin one of y'all (one of y'all)
I bought a yellow banana six cause the way I peel off
Tommy gun banana clip, if you thinkin I'm soft
This'll silence yo' a** quick, put a apple on the tip
Then go sip, apple martinis and laugh about this sh*t
Niggas wanna look at my chest, ni**a watch your eyes
Cause, Drag'll give you his change and give you a surprise
Cause when I ride, I put a heart in them niggas and get 'em live
Then let my toast, put the ghost in niggas and watch it rise
Yeah I look out for my niggas, but I'm not a town hero
When I walk, I set fire to the floor like ground zero
I'm the reason niggas jumpin out of buildings, sh*t
They better let that hard ground kill 'em then they run down sizzlin
Got a hundred hidden guns in the wall where I live
So the only way I'm fightin for the wall is they comin to my crib
Double-R motherf**ker, we runnin this sh*t
Cause every time we put in our guns y'all runnin and sh*t, b**ch
Listen, I wasn't born with stats, but I might stand while y'all was young
I used to be on the cheese line cause I was born to be a rat
My race is like a pizza pie, y'all can get a slice
And it won't be just them Arabs runnin around with they face wrapped
So if you a thug - throw these slugs!
And not at my vest, throw it at my mug
Cause my niggas'll get y'all back, love is love
Cause we all family and ni**a blood is blood
I never back down, I put backs on grounds
That'll make your mother pull out that all-black gown
Man F**K this track, listen to how I sound
That's your block, that's your city, that's your town?
BLADOOOOW! It's mines now
Cause I ain't drop a album in two years, it's time now
Cause I know y'all all laughin, playin your John Madden
'til me and my niggas kick open the door like {*BOOM*}

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