(feat. Drag-On, The LOX)

[Drag-On]

I be the D-R-A-G dash ya ^!$$%s foot slim
cuz 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

(*##$ place your order now stay in line
I only $#&@ with broke ^!$$%s
that stright depend on crime

you straight #~!!@ so $#&@ your $$# cap
cuz in jail they'll put your cap where
your $$# at you $$# 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' ^!$$%

you threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin mother$#&@er
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

$#&@ vests my %#@! go throught toupèès
I'ma thug in New York
and when I'm on your set

we the apartment where they filmed
good times at
(*##$ what the $#&@ I'ma thug ^!$$%


[Chrous: x2]


I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you $#&@in with me I'ma $#&@ with you
I don't give a $#&@ now I'm doing my thing

like a mother$#&@ing 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 ^!$$%s 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]
cuz ^!$$%s is too soft
that heat make ^!$$%s cool off
$#&@ 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]
cuz everybody is a felon with loot
cuz they say rap is like dust


[Styles and Jadakiss]
and we the only ones sellin' the juice

[Chrous: x2]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you $#&@in with me I'ma $#&@ with you

I don't give a $#&@ now I'm doing my thing
like a mother$#&@ing dog I'm doing my thang

[Eve]
(*##$es is so sick
they throw up
so scared they don't even

come around in places that I show up
go ahead ^!$$% put your dough up
me against who ^!$$% grow up
(*##$es choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear bout you (*##$es 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
cuz I ain't gon' pass it on
callin' askin can you get on my %#@!
cuz your cash is gone
you won't get no sales off of me
(*##$ please
pitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas

[Chrous: x2]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you $#&@in with me I'ma $#&@ with you
I don't give a $#&@ now I'm doing my thing
like a mother$#&@ing dog I'm doing my thang