paroles de chanson Thug In The Street - Drag-On , The Lox , Eve
Y'all
know
it's
on
again,
right?
(Yeah)
Now
y'all
know
y'all
done
fucked
up,
right?
Y'all
know
you
can't
fuck
with
double
R
(yeah)
So
why
the
fuck
y'all
keep
tryin'?
Ruff
Ryders!
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yo,
I
be
the
D-R-A-G
dash
Y'all
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
nothin'
but
Big
Macs
And
quarter
pounds
Bitch,
place
your
order
now,
stay
in
line
I
only
fuck
with
broke
niggas
that
straight
depend
on
crime
(yeah,
yeah)
You
straight
pussy,
so
fuck
your
ass
cap
'Cause
in
jail,
they'll
put
your
cap
where
your
ass
at,
you
ass
black
Projects,
that's
where
Drag
at
Yeah,
ya
got
heart
But
if
I
don't
got
my
gun,
that's
where
ya
gon'
get
stabbed
at,
boy
As
a
young,
I
never
grabbed
that
toy
Drag
was
taught
to
grab
that
and
ask,
"Where
the
cash
at?"
You
think
we
shoot
his
pocket
sides,
deuce-deuce
the
25s
(come
on)
You
ain't
takin'
'em,
nigga,
you
threatenin'
lives
I
ain't
frontin',
motherfucker,
I
don't
shoot
no
legs
(nah)
I'm
tryna
see
if
your
brains
really
look
like
eggs
(bra-bra-bra)
Or
is
it
just
that
commercial?
Your
brain
on
drugs
Now
it's
a
total
different
look
from
these
shotgun
slugs
(come
on)
To
get
rich,
it
could
take
less
than
two
days
(uh-uh)
I'm
like
them
little
beepers
half's
and
bullets
two-ways
(ah)
Fuck
vests,
my
shit
go
through
toupees'
I'm
a
thug
in
New
York
and
when
I'm
on
your
set
(uh)
We
the
apartment
where
they
filmed
good
times
at
(ha-ah)
Bitch,
what
the
fuck?
I'm
a
thug
nigga
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
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
y'all
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
.9s
I'm
deeper
than
most
Sleep
with
ghost,
wake
with
a
demon
Have
visions
of
the
whole
world
shaking
and
screaming
(aghh)
I
was
born
to
be
a
leader
But
if
the
game
was
dirty,
I
was
born
to
be
a
cheater
You
talking
to
me
greezy
I
was
gone
to
get
the
heater
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
Beemer
Lyin'
in
the
cut
(yeah)
The
gun
is
straight
running
like
a
tire
on
the
trucks
(uh-uh)
If
he
is
real
or
a
liar,
put
the
plier
to
his
nuts
Or
the
fire
to
his
guts
'Cause
niggas
is
too
soft
That
heat
make
niggas
cool
off
Fuck
ice,
I'm
tryna
cop
the
crew
lofts
So
we
can
be
back
in
effect
I
throw
the
barrel
to
the
back
of
your
neck
And
hop
back
in
the
'vette
'Cause
everybody
is
a
felon
with
loot
They
say
rap
is
like
dust
and
we
the
only
ones
sellin'
the
juice
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yo,
yo
Bitches
is
so
sick,
they
throw
up
So
scared,
they
don't
even
come
around
in
places
that
I
show
up
Go
'head,
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
the
industry
Actin'
all
confused,
don't
know
who
you
supposed
to
be
Chickens
lost,
steady
worryin'
'bout
who's
dick
is
tossed
Stop
stallin',
better
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
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I'm
a
thug
in
the
streets
and
I
know
what
to
do
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
If
you
fuckin'
with
me,
I'ma
fuck
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
don't
give
a
fuck
now,
I'ma
do
my
thing
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Like
a
motherfuckin'
dog,
let
the
gun,
gun,
bang
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Ooh,
oh,
oh,
oh
Ooh,
oh,
oh,
oh
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