Lyrics:

{Drag-On}**lf**I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim**lf**''cause bullets make your feet fast**lf**we throw babies in the trash**lf**Drag don''t play with little gats**lf**crib like McDonalds nuttin but Big Macs**lf**and quarter pounds **lf**bitch place your order now stay in line**lf**I only f**k with broke niggas**lf**that stright depend on crime**lf**you straight pussy so f**k your ass cap**lf**''cause in jail they''ll put your cap where**lf**your ass at you ass black**lf**projects thats where Drag at**lf**yea ya got heart**lf**but if I don''t got my gun**lf**thats where ya gonna get stabbed at**lf**boy as a young I never grabbed that toy**lf**Drag was taught to grab that and ask**lf**''where the cash at''**lf****lf**{Sheek}**lf**you think we shoot his pocket sides**lf**deuce decuce and 25''s**lf**you ain''t takin'' em'' nigga**lf**you threatenin'' lives**lf**I ain''t frontin motherf**ker**lf**I don''t shoot no legs**lf**I''m tryna see if your brains**lf**really look like eggs**lf**or is it just that commercial**lf**your brain on drugs**lf**now it''s a total different look**lf**from these shotgun slugs**lf**to get rich it could take less than two days**lf**I''m like them little beepers**lf**halfs and bullets two-ways**lf**f**k vests my shit go throught toup??s**lf**I''ma thug in New York**lf**and when I''m on your set**lf**we the apartment where they filmed**lf**good times at**lf**bitch what the f**k I''ma thug nigga**lf****lf**Chrous:(2X)**lf****lf**I''ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do**lf**if you f**kin with me I''ma f**k with you**lf**I don''t give a f**k now I''m doing my thing**lf**like a motherf**king dog I''m doing my thang**lf****lf**{Styles}**lf**weight on my back**lf**hate in my heart **lf**blood in my eye**lf**foot on the gas**lf**blunt in my mouth**lf**lovin the ride**lf**hand on the gun**lf**ear to the street**lf**back to the wall**lf**mind on my money while I''m clappin at ya''ll**lf****lf**{Jadakiss}**lf**I got niggas in jail**lf**crack in the hood**lf**hustle in south**lf**fiends and customers**lf**that run in your house**lf**I got family ties **lf**I''m handy with knives**lf**I live my life in the ghetto**lf**nose candy and nines**lf**I''m deeper than most**lf**sleep wit it close**lf**wake wit a demon**lf****lf****lf**have visions of the whole **lf**world shaking and screaming**lf****lf**{Styles}**lf**I was born to be a leader**lf**but if the game was dirty**lf**I was born to be a cheater**lf**you talking to me greasy**lf**I was going to get the heater**lf****lf**{Jadakiss}**lf**you tell me what you know about blow**lf**gettin dough and straight warrin'' with a meaner**lf**frontin in a Benz or I was soarin'' in a Bima**lf****lf**{Styles}**lf**lyin in the cut**lf**the gun is straight running**lf**like a tire on the trucks**lf**if he is real or a liar**lf**put the plyer to his nuts**lf**or the fire to his guts**lf****lf**{Jadakiss}**lf**''cause niggas is too soft**lf**that heat make niggas cool off**lf**f**k ice I''m tryna cop the crew lofts**lf****lf**{Styles}**lf**So we can be back in effect**lf**I throw the barrel to the back of your neck**lf**and hop back in the vette (corvette)**lf****lf**{Jadakiss}**lf**''cause everybody is a felon with loot**lf**''cause they say rap is like dust**lf****lf**{Styles and Jadakiss}**lf**and we the only ones sellin'' the juice**lf****lf**Chrous:(2X)**lf****lf**I''ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do**lf**if you f**kin with me I''ma f**k with you**lf**I don''t give a f**k now I''m doing my thing**lf**like a motherf**king dog I''m doing my thang**lf****lf**{Eve}**lf**bitches is so sick**lf**they throw up**lf**so scared they don''t even**lf**come around in places that I show up**lf**go ahead nigga put your dough up**lf**me against who nigga grow up**lf**bitches choke can''t even get their flow up**lf**I ain''t got no fear bout you bitches in da industry**lf**actin all confused don''t know who you supposed to be**lf**chickens lost steady worryin'' bout**lf**who''s dick is tossed**lf**stop stallin betta get this thing before it''s gone**lf**but I ain''t mad**lf**''cause I ain''t gon'' pass it on**lf**callin'' askin can you get on my shit**lf**''cause your cash is gone**lf**you won''t get no sales off of me**lf**bitch please**lf**pitbull run with dogs **lf**I don''t like fleas**lf****lf**Chrous:(2X)**lf****lf**I''ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do**lf**if you f**kin with me I''ma f**k with you**lf**I don''t give a f**k now I''m doing my thing**lf**like a motherf**king dog I''m doing my thang