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Drag-On( Drag On )
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Fireman
I don't really wanna hurt nobody I just wanna live my life Feel me, c'mon baby (Elite) Where we at baby? Let's get it, c'mon
How many niggas ever seen a shotgun shot? Look like somethin', comin' at you nonstop A James Brown make you say it loud Let's walk through this block, head up
And anybody can pop a lead off Let me see you shoot a .50 caliber and pop a head off We can read it all I said [unverified]who's ever in my target I'm gonna end it all
Some niggas better move back (Move back) Somebody better duck they head 'Cuz ya buddy mom's 'bout to be in the all black 'Cuz a nigga white-tee, 'bout to turn red
And I don't give a fuck When I'm a sitting before the judge 'Yeah, I did it, what?' Pumpin' in the cell by myself 'Cuz I don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm that hood, I'm those streets I'm them lyrics enemies I'm that weed, I'm that [unverified] I'm that sex that you need
I'm that nigga wit yo wife Sound like plumber, playing pipe I'm that match that you light When you ain't got no life I'm your fireman
Who the fuck say drag couldn't come back? (He said it) Now, where my gun at, nigga won that 'Cuz I done raised a lot of niggas And now I want my sons back
I catch a nigga at a party Matter of fact I be up in his lobby Lettin' my man hold my shotty niggas I don't wanna hurt nobody
With some guns, I gotta do, what I gotta do Pull out and then shoot who I gotta shoot Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hang a nigga off the roof, by his shoes and slip I hope he got a parachute
I'm in the zone dogg I'm by myself at my home dogg Everybody just leave me the fuck alone dogg 'Cuz I don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm that hood, I'm those streets I'm them lyrics enemies I'm that weed, I'm that [unverified] I'm that sex that you need
I'm that nigga wit yo wife Sound like plumber, playing pipe I'm that match that you light When you ain't got no life I'm your fireman
I wasn't grown right My head wasn't screwed on tight And so I pause every line 'Cuz it take time, for a boss To be mad bout his crime
This how I deal with a snitch Cut his tongue out and mail it to his bitch 'Cuz when a nigga run his lips That makes me wanna hurt somebody
But I ain't that nigga that, uhh Come over for chitter-chatter 'Cuz if you owe me a favor, talking don't really matter Either you got it or you don't or you will or you won't
Trying to take you dough, you ain't no better, hide your thoughts Now you on life support and can't cry might die driving Pull the stick, I'm gonna pull up in my Audi niggas 'Cuz I don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm that hood, I'm those streets I'm them lyrics enemies I'm that weed, I'm that [unverified] I'm that sex that you need
I'm that nigga wit yo wife Sound like plumber, playing pipe I'm that match that you light When you ain't got no life I'm your fireman, I'm your fireman
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