| Uhh, yeah yeah yeah
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| Yo yo, come on
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| Come on Eve, Swizz Beats
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| Drag-On baby
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| We want y’all to move right now
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| Break 'em down
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| Put 'em up
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| Shake 'em down
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| Pat 'em down
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| Then bat 'em down
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| Get the gun
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| Gat 'em down
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| Get the rope tie 'em up
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| Strike a match lite 'em up
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| Then fly 'em up to the spot a pile of dust
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| Get the chips stack 'em up bag a bitch dig her out
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| Then kick 'em out let dogs sick 'em out
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| All I do is tell 'em get the tissue
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| I only fuck wit chicks that suck nuts out of pickles
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| You want problems? |
| well I’ll solve 'em and make examples
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| I love bustin out crowds so all people get trampled
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| Spit crowds wit the 4−5
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| Like when Moses split the tide
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| Those that froze chose to die
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| Stay higher than a hello, how you doin?
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| Burn the rubber till the tires ruin
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| Burn a coat of fire human
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| Cause this Drag
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| Burnin like the grits on Al Green’s back
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| Causin a switch rock
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| Hold on dog
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| Who want some of this, gun right here
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| All y’all clown niggas put your hands in the air
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| Is it you over there? |
| Is it you over there?
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| Is it you, is it you, is it you right there?
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| Nigga, this ain’t that shit that you used to bounce to
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| This that thing that you smoke a ounce to
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| I’m gonna do it, even without you
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| I pop all them clown niggas around you
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| This for my playas thats swingin the 4−4
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| Wildin out, bustin at po-po
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| Comin over here, you got to go yo
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| Y’all think y’all got beats it’s so so
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| Swizz fallen off, nigga thats oh no
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| Y’all remain let the dogs go
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| Listen y’all I stick in the streets like cleetes
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| Y’all niggas know Swizz Beats uhh
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| Yo, yo, yo
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| Nigga pack up, watch a pro player get her stack up
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| Cowards in my way any second then he plaqued up
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| Dogs all behind me roll out, section racked up
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| Simple situation blown away cause you backed up
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| Watch out now know you heard about the Ruff ryde
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| Deaded at the door watch the floor, who the tough guy?
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| Brick house run 'em down knwo what we about shut 'em down
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| Keep these niggas like «Here she comin now»
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| Yo in public yo I’m evil
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| Fuck wit only people that I know thats my peoples
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| The fake shit I see through
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| Hated just to be you cause faggots is lame
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| Get fucked say «Gettin fucked» nigga why change?
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| It’s anotha that was sweet takin out
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| Anotha that I peep fakin out
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| Tryin to take the easy route
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| A yo look I hold it down got my back while we ride
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| It’s over for you fake ass bitches come on and hide
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| Swizz! |