This thing right here is for my peoples in the streets (uh huh)
And this thing right here and get your ass off your feet (come on)
Drag-on
They call me drag-on,
Its time to bomb,
I'll burn'em all
Till they all say
Turn em off '
Cause these chicks
I'ma run em all
Chickenheads know i be the colonel
Cuz i burn eternal
Mixes wit they infernal
So be careful 'fore i burn you
You better learn dude,
Yeah i heard you
But i'ma hurt you,
But you don't know
My verses too is a virtue
Ruff ryders be the team,
Which means a lot cream,
Lot of schemes
Lot of beams
To make your stock drop,
Right on the seams
Nigga here is too hot
And too much
For you to touch
Better tell your man cuz i'm too tough
Inaudibly too dust do you bust
Cuz we do you can ask people
But quietly
But they don't believe until they leave violently
Is you buying us
Cuz niggas that purchase is under the dirt kid
They call me drag-on;
I'm the youngest buck at bunkers
Collabo' wit my dogs from yonkers
But this bronx bombers
Spitting flame so you better
Wear your armor
Flame on!
Chorus: dmx (repeat 2x)
My dogs gon' stop; your dogs gon' drop
And then we go, shut'em down open up shop
First we had em like ohh,
Now they like no
What baby that's how ruff ryders roll
Jadakiss
When i pop up,
I lock shop up,
Pull the drop up
Park a block up,
Hit the alarm,
Put the top up
Stash the 'dro in my sock
Then pull my sock up
And keep the burner
But if it's hot put my glock up
You know what i'm about
Sliding off
Get my cock su
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