Thug In The Street

{'{'}Drag-On}I be the
D-R-A-G dash ya ****** foot slim'cause bullets make your feet fastwe throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gatscrib like
McDonalds nuttin but
Big Macsand quarter *********** place your order now stay in line
I only with broke ********** stright depend on crimeyou straight ***** so your ass cap'cause in jail they'll put your cap whereyour ass at you ass blackprojects thats where
Drag atyea ya got heartbut if
I don't got my gunthats where ya gonna get stabbed atboy as a young
I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask'where the cash at'{'{'}
Sheek}you think we shoot his pocket sidesdeuce decuce and 25'syou ain't takin' em' ******** threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryna see if your brainsreally look like eggsor is it just that commercialyour brain on drugsnow it's a total different lookfrom these shotgun slugsto get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepershalfs and bullets two-******* * vests my s**t go throught toupèès
I'ma thug in
New Yorkand when
I'm on your setwe the apartment where they filmedgood times ******* what the
I'ma thug *****
Chrous:(2X)
I'ma thug in da streetz and
I know what to doif you with me
I'ma with you
I don't give a now
I'm doing my thinglike a dog
I'm doing my thang{'{'}
Styles}weight on my backhate in my heartblood in my eyefoot on the gasblunt in my mouthlovin the ridehand on the gunear to the streetback to the wallmind on my money while
I'm clappin at ya'll{'{'}
Jadakiss}I got ****** in jailcrack in the hoodhustle in southfiends and customersthat run in your house
I got family ties
I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghettonose candy and nines
I'm deeper than mostsleep wit it closewake wit a demonhave visions of the wholeworld shaking and screaming{'{'}
Styles}I was born to be a leaderbut if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheateryou talking to me greasy
I was going to get the heater{'{'}
Jadakiss}you tell me what you know about blowgettin dough and straight warrin' with a meanerfrontin in a
Benz or I was soarin' in a
Bima{'{'}Styles}lyin in the cutthe gun is straight runninglike a tire on the trucksif he is real or a liarput the plyer to his nutsor the fire to his guts{'{'}
Jadakiss}'cause ****** is too softthat heat make ****** cool ******* ice
I'm tryna cop the crew lofts{'{'}
Styles}So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neckand hop back in the vette (corvette){ '{'}
Jadakiss}'cause everybody is a felon with loot'cause they say rap is like dust{'{'}
Styles and
Jadakiss}and we the only ones sellin' the juice
Chrous:(2X)
I'ma thug in da streetz and
I know what to doif you with me
I'ma with you
I don't give a now
I'm doing my thinglike a dog
I'm doing my thang{'{'}
Eve}b*****s is so sickthey throw upso scared they don't evencome around in places that
I show upgo ahead ***** put your dough upme against who ***** grow upb*****s choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got nofear bout you b*****s in da industryactin all confused don't know who you supposed to bechickens lost steady worryin' boutwho's **** is tossedstop stallin betta get this thing before it's gonebut
I ain't mad'cause
I ain't gon' pass it oncallin' askin can you get on my s**t'cause your cash is goneyou won't get no sales off of ******* pleasepitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas
Chrous:(2X)
I'ma thug in da streetz and
I know what to doif you with me
I'ma with you
I don't give a now
I'm doing my thinglike a dog
I'm doing my thang