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feat the lox drag on – ready for war (feat. the lox) – drag-on lyrics

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yo, yo i could keep my eyes closed, still reading the signs
young n-gg-s think they hungry then you feed ’em a nine
might kidnap they -ss start feedin’ ’em swine
so i don’t feel bad when i gut ’em like a pig
beat him down, stomp him out, cut him like he big

you hear the att-tude, i say f-ck being humble
you act like a animal you stuck in the jungle
n-gg-s don’t care if i’m poor or rich
so i don’t care about these n-gg-s and the law and sh-t

and i’ll probably get shot for being a wild n-gg-
you’ll probably get shot for being a foul n-gg-
let’s talk about slugs and the drugs we deal
boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill

real recognize real i ain’t sayin’ a word
doin 80 in the m that means i’m stayin’ in third
with a b-tch playin’ shottie ak in the third

don’t worry ’bout what i make worry ’bout can you escape
‘cuz when i bust my guns bring more action than roll take
nickel your hallway, i got aim from far
y’all can’t see me like the tints on the president’s car

i know n-gg-s don’t like me and my friends wanna flip
that’s why i’m on some extra all about sheek sh-t
your money, sheek sh-t, your b-tch, sheek sh-t
only thing i’m gonna share is these bullets here

b-tch -ss that’s for frontin’ now don’t say i never gave you nothin’
i’m greedy, go head, don’t say i never saved you somethin’
pack gun n-gg- but don’t want no stack
i drink straight liquor till i forget where i’m at

i don’t play no games n-gg-, drugs my ‘cupation
in a building hustlin’ that’s sheek’s play station
motherf-ckers wanna ride by and ice grill
change that to ice d-ck, show me motherf-cker that you can kill

17 shots in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce
everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a truck
36 o’s in a key, everybody ree
murder one felons with the glocks, 24 hours on the block
bodies gettin’ dropped, 5000 n-gg-s actin’ live
5000 n-gg-s gotta die, everybody better ride

y’all n-gg-s better find out who’s your man
it don’t work in the hood you could fool your fans
few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans
then i show up at the wake and boo-hoo at your fam

if you like me you never’ll fail
live by the three rules you make it or be dead or in jail
and i ain’t really got much but i’m up on cats
and kiss don’t just spit i throw up on tracks

double r now b-tch you see the princess cut
i’m in a 2000 big boy the tense is up
y’all n-gg-s is soft, catch me with the semi
underneath the fendi, sweater, skully and scarf

make sure you don’t say nothing to jay
and keep your dirt, i don’t smoke nothin’ but hays
i’ma do this the old way get it while i can get it
as much as i can get then i’ma go my own way

ayo, i keep my guns like laundry
i dump a load, make n-gg-s fold, watch ’em die and let ’em drip dry
gon spill pints from n-gg-s, my rapid fire put n-gg-s in black attire
stuffed in the he-rs-, then dumped in the dirt

i live eternal, ‘cuz if drag p-ss away
i’ma come back with wraps on my face, blastin’ an eighth
february 8th, that’s the day
you better cop like it’s crack or get masking taped till you suffocate

b-tches, y’all gettin’ your feelings hurt
2000 i ain’t f-ckin’ no more, i’m makin’ b-tches jerk till i squirt
all my b-tches work, like upside down from the poles
lift that skirt, give this d-ck what it’s worth

double r, see the icicles on the chest
hungry n-gg-s come sn-tchin’, i throw bullets run catch ’em
ruff ryder scene drag the fire
but we could take it swingin’ them irons till the bangs is flyin’

17 shots in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce
everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a truck
36 o’s in a key, everybody ree
murder one felons with the glocks, 24 hours on the block
bodies gettin’ dropped, 5000 n-gg-s actin’ live
5000 n-gg-s gotta die, everybody better ride

17 shots in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce
everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a truck
36 o’s in a key, everybody ree
murder one felons with the glocks, 24 hours on the block
bodies gettin’ dropped, 5000 n-gg-s actin’ live
5000 n-gg-s gotta die, everybody better ride



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