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throw it up - drag-on lyrics

[hook]
all my n-ggas on the east side
if you rydin’ throw it up
all my n-ggas on the west side
if you bangin’ throw it up
all my n-ggas on the south side
get it crunk and throw it up
all my n-ggas on the north side
get it poppin’ throw it up

[verse 1]
i don’t give a f-ck what set you claim or what block you from
or what ave you in i let off shots until the coppers come
even bust shots at ya ambulances
and i’m on that double r sh-t
we the n-ggas when it come to that hard sh-t
drag’s that n-gga in the hood ya mamma told you don’t get in the car wit
hop out the car give n-ggas a dap they think you a gangsta
i think it’s a act cause you ain’t never rob nothin’
never shot nothin’ never touched a piece of crack
drag ain’t back the streets is back
put the guns to his mom make him eat that
kidnap his son send his feet back
we double r n-ggas know where we at

[verse 2]
i’ma n-gga that could f-ck with my thugs
crip it up with the crips throw it up with the bloods
drag use to never cook that rap like i cook that crack
now my nicks look like dubs
i could hustle i could flip that pack
crack in my b-tch -ss she sh-t that back
n-ggas wonder why she sit like that
four five better rubber the grip like that
this ain’t the m-th-f-ckin’ dirty south
it’s that new york n-gga wit that dirty mouth
i’m the one feds heard about
cause i’m the only n-gga getting birds in a drop
i spit the ridiculous fast dump a clip in ya -ss
push ya sh-t in the back knocked ya sh-t is a rap
all we gotta do put the hits out like park the car
up the block hit it and get in the cab

[verse 3]
i got guns i ain’t gotta use a mask with
you a n-gga i could never do crime with
pop them nines with make a n-gga up them shines quick
show a n-gga where the key’s is at
before a n-gga show you where the leaves is at
cause that’s where we’ll leave you at
double r we where the streets is at
we could do it we could thug it out
we could go get your people we could slug it out
the last n-gga frontin in the club
the security came drug him out
double r show you what the thug about
anything we use go in and out knife or gun
all my n-ggas know not to run until the job is done c’mon

- drag on lyrics

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