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Drag On Niggas Die For Me

Whoo! Drag-on baby [DMX] Come on 1 ?[DMX] My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me My niggas is the niggas gettin' high with me My niggas is the niggas

Drag-on baby [DMX] Come on [1] ?[DMX] My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me My niggas is the niggas gettin' high with me My niggas is the niggas

be clowned [Ice-T] Saw the motherfucker got the critical beat down On and on the drama continues to ring For me, I'm known as James the King I got a

what my paper like Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on (Pusha T verse 1 I do hits for my

, wisky All aboard the Stankonia Express The underground smell road Everybody?s lookin? for an excuse to let loose What?s your locomotive The chatta nigga

platinum. All of them callin' me, follow me down to me corner, slip up and your gonna get blasted. What do you wanna test me for? Jealousy? Nigga, drop. Nigga

me, baby. Whoo! We comin' to really make y'all feel us. Remember that nigga, Eazy-E, labelled me and my trues black nigga killas. Nigga, the realer gravedigger

a stain on my shirt You can blame my old earth, for the shit she instilled in me Still with me Pain plus work shit she made me milk this game for all

symbolize I go hard, Navy on navy Camaro I did it all for the Yankees, Did it all for New York and this love no need to thank me, Millz [Verse 3 - Tyga