The Race

Drag On

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    [Drag-On]
    Yo, yo you ready? (Yeah)
    As soon as we get this ball B
    And when the ball come up in that court we gonna run up
    Straight up
    No looking back, just straight up
    Aight? (Aight)
    You ready?
    On your mark, get set, Go!

    [Verse 1]
    Check it, check how I run on niggaz
    Take the mask off, put the gun on niggaz (Uh-hu)
    Ya niggaz better do what I say like Simon
    Cuz I'm the nigga that push weight cuz I'm in
    My 4-4, long like hallways
    So you better run, straight run always
    I put my gun four ways
    Upside down, Side ways, and around all day
    I slain crack in the broad day
    Cuz "Momma been laid off" like Shaday
    Here today, gone tomorr-
    You know I stay hard like a porno star
    Check it, check how I'm back on niggaz
    D to the R,A,G, It's on niggaz
    Don't get shot, don't get stab
    Just get your bitches ass back in the lab
    And stay there
    I be, feeling up on your bitch
    Back, top down, pound in my lap
    Sounds like the sounds of the gat
    Top down, put the sun on bitches
    Clear your block out, right on niggaz
    Double R in the club, to the front of the vind
    I fucked your mother, now you a son of my bitch
    Not my mother, fucker (Get it, ha ha!)
    Nigga Drag just shitted
    Nigga don't get splitted
    Nigga what!

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    [Drag-On -- acting out of breath]
    Aiyyo, you running too fast slow down
    (Hell yeah, we running a little bit too fast for these niggaz)
    Hell no B, we gotta get out of here

    [Verse 2]
    I love to run a marathon
    I make a lean hood nigga march like Fair Khan
    Cuz I, speak the truth when I'm in the Booth
    My words like steroids I give niggaz a boost
    23 years old I stand on my own
    But if you count this chrome, I don't stand alone
    I don't got to watch my back, my niggaz do that, my bitch massage that, my car garage that
    I only put it out when it's time to front
    But ain't no future in that, so I only drove it once
    I'm not a C.O. like them fucking jerks
    I'm C.O. of the streets cuz I put in work
    Like if I tell one of my niggaz, "Grab that"
    Cuz if you would have been in Baghdad, you would have been grab that
    I'm sick of mothers saying "Please that's my only son"
    Listen ma, this nigga is done you need to have another one
    Rich or broke I'm still gonna get it
    If it's little or alot, I'm still gonna spend it
    If the FED's asks me, if I did (Yeah I did it)
    Ya niggaz ain't built for bids
    Ya niggaz is built for bitches (Snitches)

    [Drag-On -- running]
    Yeah niggaz
    I told ya niggaz my flow went circles around you niggaz
    If ya can't keep up, catch up with me
    Matter of fact, catch that {*sound of two gun shots*}

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