Drag-on - If You Know Lyrics
Intro:[sheek]Yo I might get drunk[jadakiss]Jeckel and hydeRoll these with lemons[sheek]Im tellin yall niggasSwizz beatzChorus:[all]If you know, like we know, like they knowL.o.x. is the bestIf you know, like we know, like they knowSwizz beatz is the bestIf you know, like we know, like they knowRuff ryders is the bestIf you know, like we know, like they knowWell bring it to their chestVerse 1:[sheek a.k.a louch]Yo if I cant make moneyThen you cant eitherIf I didnt have to rapI have blown in the freezer[styles a.k.a holiday]If I cant rock nikesOr tims with double solesI have the 9 in the poundAnd leave your ass full of holes[jada a.k.a kisseastwood]If I didnt push a benzAnd I didnt push a lexThen the ambulance will comeAnd they be pushin on your chest[swizz beatz]If I couldnt hit the studioAnd make another recordFor my double r niggasIll lay yall on stretchers[sheek a.k.a louch]Now I might get drunkOr I might get highBut my game stay trumpAnd my style stay fly[styles a.k.a holiday]I might hit a dimeOr I might hit a dueceAnd when I wanna go to warIs when you wanna call a truce[jada a.k.a kisseastwood]I might buy em cookedDough I might buy em rawAnd I might tap your chinOr I might cross your jaw[swizz beatz]Now I might go 18sI might go 20sI might use dumdumsCause yall niggas dummiesChorus:Verse 2:[sheek a.k.a louch]Ayo, me without weightIs like harlem without 8[jada a.k.a kisseastwood]Yeah, me with no fundsIs like queens with no dunns[styles a.k.a holiday]And me with no beefIs like brooklyn with no guns[swizz beatz]Man and me with no beatsIs like cali with no blunts[sheek a.k.a louch]First I got head from herThen I hit her from the backThen she told me that she hustledSo I hit her with a pack[jada a.k.a kisseastwood]Yeah, screw how many mics you gotHow much ice you gotMy bulletsll make you icy-hot[styles a.k.a holiday]Yall, all my niggas killasWe dont talk on the phoneAnd give a way better messageWhen we come in your home[swizz beatz]Yo, catch me down-southWhen Im pumpin up thingsAnd my name aint roverDont jump on my rings[sheek a.k.a louch]Man, you gotta have your hustle rightWhen you up in the game[jada a.k.a kisseastwood]You gotta have your lawyor moneyFor you firm-aly change[styles a.k.a holiday]And dont you leave out the houseWithout bringer your things[swizz beatz]We gonna ruff ryde, nigga>from here to the bankInterlude:[sheek a.k.a louch]What you greaseball *****suckers thought it was overThis double r, nigga, l.o.x.We are the streetsWhen the kennels is open the dogs is biting, *****Shits realVerse 3:[drag-on]Yo, yo, yo, yoI might pull up in a v,That cost more than a buckThen turn around and burn itCause you thought it was plush[eve]Anytime I get on fireI get a car to matchAnd tell any rapper you nameYou gard it black[drag-on]When I bust my hammerI nail my niggaWe the ruff ryder familyAll hail, my niggas[eve]And I might ride, I might dieThats up to the lordAnd my niggas might come homeThats up to the ?[drag-on]Yo, if money make you feel goodIm happy with leadJoe pesci-styleKickin niggas after they dead[eve]Picture the litterHold the 4-5th for my niggasWritin the venomAss look right in the dinner[drag-on]? dockin? you payWord from me you clockin the yayI hustle for realLet you hold the block for a day[eve]Pull it in your brainAnd give you a hot ideaYou wanna lowHeres a casket you can hide out thereChorus: til fade
