Thug In The Street Lyrics - Drag On

{Drag-On} 

I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim 

'cause bullets make your feet fast 

we throw babies in the trash 

Drag don't play with little gats 

crib like McDonalds nuttin but Big Macs 

and quarter pounds 

bitch place your order now stay in line 

I only fuck with broke niggas 

that stright depend on crime 

you straight pussy so fuck your ass cap 

'cause in jail they'll put your cap where 

your ass at you ass black 

projects thats where Drag at 

yea ya got heart 

but if I don't got my gun 

thats where ya gonna get stabbed at 

boy 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 sides 

deuce decuce and 25's 

you ain't takin' em' nigga 

you threatenin' lives 

I ain't frontin motherfucker 

I don't shoot no legs 

I'm tryna see if your brains 

really look like eggs 

or is it just that commercial 

your brain on drugs 

now it's a total different look 

from these shotgun slugs 

to get rich it could take less than two days 

I'm like them little beepers 

halfs and bullets two-ways 

fuck vests my shit go throught toups 

I'ma thug in New York 

and when I'm on your set 

we the apartment where they filmed 

good times at 

bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga 

Chrous:(2X) 

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do 

if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you 

I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing 

like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang 

{Styles} 

weight on my back 

hate in my heart 

blood in my eye 

foot on the gas 

blunt in my mouth 

lovin the ride 

hand on the gun 

ear to the street 

back to the wall 

mind on my money while I'm clappin at ya'll 

{Jadakiss} 

I got niggas in jail 

crack in the hood 

hustle in south 

fiends and customers 

that run in your house 

I got family ties 

I'm handy with knives 

I live my life in the ghetto 

nose candy and nines 

I'm deeper than most 

sleep wit it close 

wake wit a demon 

have visions of the whole 

world shaking and screaming 

{Styles} 

I was born to be a leader 

but if the game was dirty 

I was born to be a cheater 

you talking to me greasy 

I was going to get the heater 

{Jadakiss} 

you tell me what you know about blow 

gettin dough and straight warrin' with a meaner 

frontin in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima 

{Styles} 

lyin in the cut 

the gun is straight running 

like a tire on the trucks 

if he is real or a liar 

put the plyer to his nuts 

or the fire to his guts 

{Jadakiss} 

'cause niggas is too soft 

that heat make niggas cool off 

fuck 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 neck 

and 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 do 

if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you 

I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing 

like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang 

{Eve} 

bitches is so sick 

they throw up 

so scared they don't even 

come around in places that I show up 

go ahead nigga put your dough up 

me against who nigga grow up 

bitches choke can't even get their flow up 

I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industry 

actin all confused don't know who you supposed to be 

chickens lost steady worryin' bout 

who's dick is tossed 

stop stallin betta get this thing before it's gone 

but I ain't mad 

'cause I ain't gon' pass it on 

callin' askin can you get on my shit 

'cause your cash is gone 

you won't get no sales off of me 

bitch please 

pitbull run with dogs 

I don't like fleas 

Chrous:(2X) 

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do 

if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you 

I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing 

like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang