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Текст песни Drag-On - Cradle 2 The Grave Soundtrack

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* send corrections to the typist[Intro - Drag-on]I Don`t Really Wanna Hurt NobodyI Just Wanna Live My LifeFeel Me, C`mon Baby ((Elite))Where We At BabyLets Get It, C`mon[Verse 1 - Drag-on]How Many Niggas Ever Seen A Shotgun ShotLook Like Somethin, Comin At You NonstopA James Brown Make You Say It LoudLets Walk Through This Block, Head UpAnd Anybody Can Pop A Lead OffLet Me See You Shoot A .50 Caliber, And Pop A Head OffWe Can Red It AllI Said (???) Whos Ever In My Target, I`m Gonna End It AllSome Niggas Better Move Back ((Move Back))Somebody Better Duck They HeadCuz Ya Buddy Mom`s Bout To Be In The "All-Black"Cuz A Nigga White-Tee, Bout To Turn RedAnd I Don`t Give A FuckWhen I`m A Sitting Before The Judge, "Yeah, I did it. What?"Pumpin` In The Cell By Myself, Cuz I Don`t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy[Chorus - Drag-on]I`m That Hood, I`m Those StreetsI`m Them Lyrics EnemiesI`m That Weed, I`m That XI`m That Sex, That You NeedI`m That Nigga, Wit Yo WifeSound Like Plumber, Playing PipeI`m That Match, That You LightWhen You Ain`t Got No LifeI`m Your Fireman[Verse 2 - Drag-on]Who The Fuck Say Drag Couldn`t Come Back ((He Said It))Now Where My Gun At, Nigga Won ThatCuz I Done Raised Alot Of Niggas, And Now I Want My Sons BackI Catch A Nigga At A PartyMatter Of Fact I Be Up In His LobbyLettin My Man Hold My Shotty Niggas, I Don`t Wanna Hurt NobodyWith Some Guns, I Gotta Do, What I Gotta DoPull Out, And Then Shoot Who I Gotta ShootHang A Nigga Off The Roof, By His Shoes And SlipI Hope He Got A ParachuteI`m In The Zone Dogg, I`m By Myself At My Home DoggEverybody Just Leave Me The Fuck Alone DoggCuz I Don`t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy[Chorus - Drag-on]I`m That Hood, I`m Those StreetsI`m Them Lyrics EnemiesI`m That Weed, I`m That XI`m That Sex, That You NeedI`m That Nigga, Wit Yo WifeSound Like Plumber, Playing PipeI`m That Match, That You LightWhen You Ain`t Got No LifeI`m Your Fireman[Verse 3 - Drag-on]I Wasn`t Grown RightMy Head Wasn`t Screwed On TightAnd So I Pause Every LineCuz It Take Time, For A Boss, To Be Mad Bout His CrimeThis How I Deal With A SnitchCut His Tongue Out, And Mail It To His BitchCuz When A Nigga Run His Lips, That Makes Me Wanna Hurt Some-bo-dyBut I Ain`t That Nigga That Uhh...Come Over (For) Chitter-ChatterCuz If you Owe Me (A) Favor, Talking Don`t Really MatterEither You Got It, Or You Don`tOr You Will, Or You Won`tTrying To Take You Dough, You Ain`t No Better, Hide Your ThoughtsNow You On Life Support, And Can`t Cry Might Die DrivingPull The Stick, I`m Gonna Pull Up In My Audi NiggasCuz I Don`t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy[Chorus - Drag-on]I`m That Hood, I`m Those StreetsI`m Them Lyrics EnemiesI`m That Weed, I`m That XI`m That Sex, That You NeedI`m That Nigga, Wit Yo WifeSound Like Plumber, Playing PipeI`m That Match, That You LightWhen You Ain`t Got No LifeI`m Your FiremanI`m Your Fireman

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