Текст песни Drag-On - Spit These Bars, слова песни Drag-On

Текст песни Drag-On - Spit These Bars

Drag-On - Spit These Bars слова песни

(Swizz Beatz)Double RRight NowWe ain`t playin` wit y`allWe ain`t playin` wit y`allStop playin` Drag(Verse 1)-Drag-OnA-yo I spit these bars to make ya head shakeFuck bitches `til the bed breakLet`s see how much lead you can takeNever let a nigga pay for what I give awayWe can all shareClip to my waist it`s all spareSo run dammit, run When I bust my gunI miss nonePut y`all in critical conditionI`m the talk of the town when it comes to fuckin` bitchesOr layin` niggas downDrag bust the most roundsWhile y`all niggas dibble and dabbleThe shit I pull up witIt`ll feel like it grabs youWe ain`t fuckin` I had youShit I know Drag`ll be glad toIf I had toSoon as she in the bathroomI`m in her ass tooGotta six shot shooterThat`ll pop thru yaGlock rugerIn case I call my block moversState troopers on my assShit let me see them touch 160 on the dashMy Z look pretty when it`s fastI bet 50 I`ma juice the city before I passAnd if you wanna catch fire better step on the gasThe opposite of H2OWanna be a heroWhen the fires onY`all won`t even see ya momsEven if she was screamin` at the top of her lungsNiggas either burn to the bone or leave the shit aloneIn case of a fire never take the elevatorWalk 2 flights hold ya breath and take the steps (Uhh)(Hook)-Swizz BeatsDo my ladies run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my ballers run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my mamis run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my dogs run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh(Verse 2)-Drag-OnA-yo I only fuck bitches that`s flexibleAnkle touch neck sex incredibleWhen Drag about to spark catsAin`t no bargin wit thatWhen my gun spit it say "Where The Target At?"Cuz I`m fire so I speaks wit heatSo let me walk that walkCuz like a teacher I`ma talk wit chalkThat`ll outline y`all like a fresh pair of NikesStay wit those Even if I`m bare toed you see the stripeI leave blood stains on spongesCum stains on comfortersI leave rooms foggy`Til where y`all can`t find meKeep a bad mamiTwisting up the green scentLike tangerine face out of a magazineLike ebonyOn the block I pump the ivoryNever pay for showI only fuck wit those that never ate beforeThat means no food, no cars and just skip bailThe only thing on they plate is no more than fish scaleThe blow you only know about is the air outsideI have nightmares before I sleep I pray y`all fryFor a pie I lay out guysCuz what I keeps layin` on my dresserKeeps layin` niggas on top of stretchersLightweight but I give off pressure in all measuresNever chase treasuresFlame niggas for pleasureRed/Gold vestBullets go thru tefGot better double R2 letter (Nigga)(Hook) 2x`sDo my ladies run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my ballers run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my mamis run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huhDo my dogs run this uhh-huhYes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh

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