Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Your Friends (Feat. Jadakiss), artist - Drag-On. Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Tell Your Friends (Feat. Jadakiss) |
| Yah, I’m back niggaz |
| Ha Ha y’all don’t think the kid gonna come back y’all crazy |
| I rock a Burberry hood, my hood is very hood |
| My gat is solid metal, my bat is heavy wood |
| Drag is under rated, my coke is heavy weighted |
| Y’all wanna be a blood, well that’s wut I’ma soak your face in Coughin up blood, I soften up thugs I make a nigga show me love or throw me slugs |
| I’m in the club with groupies, and groups of threes So getting ran up on the |
| block by a group of Dee’s |
| I’ve been shot three movies, my deal comin soon I’m past sellin crack I got |
| pills comin soon |
| And I’m not no dancer, my moms got cancer |
| So I aint celebrating shit, until these doctors get the answer |
| Prolly never get a Grammy never get an Oscar But I got a twelve foot fish tank |
| with Piranhas and Oscar’s |
| I aint gonna ask who shot ya, nine times out of the ten I know who did |
| I know your bitch, get at 'em Kiss |
| Tell your friends, I’ma tell your friends (my friends) |
| We can be friends, on the weekends (be friends) |
| You know the ladies love gangstas with paper (weekend) Especially when your |
| team wining like the Lakers |
| Fall back respect, learn how to love a nigga |
| You only alive, on strength of another nigga |
| I’ve been nice all my F’in life |
| A big house I only slept in twice |
| Rhymes so dope, that it should be kept in rice |
| The mistakes I’ve made, shall be corrected in my second life |
| Nigga I be in the booth relaxed, I seduced the track |
| And beat it up like I produced the track |
| So another line bout a gun motherfucker |
| And I’ma pass one to you, blast one through you |
| You don’t got adrenaline, ass run through you |
| I run through cash, cash run through you |
| I could do the job myself, only way I prolly ever be broke if I rob myself |
| I don’t know wuts worse a hate or a fag |
| Double R D-Block daddy, Jada and Drag |
| Tell your friends, I’ma tell your friends (my friends) |
| We can be friends, on the weekends (be friends) |
| You know the ladies love gangstas with paper (weekend) Especially when your |
| team winin like the Lakers |
| I was hated by many, loved by few |
| But respected by all, so fuck all y’all |
| Y’all doubted my skills, I never relied on this deal |
| I don’t give a fuck what y’all feel, foreal foreal |
| This rap shit is nothing but fake love, alotta fake hugs |
| I rather go do a jook’s, to feed my thugs |
| Cuz I could look through a nigga, like a glass shield |
| See he aint real, my flow is like acid pills or pcp I’m like Morgan Freeman, |
| the way I make tracks lean on me |
| I got a house my walls is plush, my floor is plush |
| Drugs by the barrel, in case it all get flushed |
| Spring is back, along with Drag |
| I juss coped a light jacket and the longest Jag |
| I’m who you nigga love to hate, but glad I’m back |
| Y’all heard X is retiring, but Drag is back |
| Tell your friends, I’ma tell your friends (my friends) |
| We can be friends, on the weekends (be friends) |
| You know the ladies love gangstas with paper (weekend) |