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Origineel

[Drag-on (Swizz)] (Uh) Yeah, Yeah! Swizz! (Drag dash On) Yo, where we at? (Uh) No shit, Double R niggas (Uh) Ya know who dis is (No shit) Yo! Back! Yo! (Yeah!) Who dat slim kid, slight grin, ice right gain If the son right here nigga strikes lightning N' cause light wind My cue is only wit' two Me n' my nigga Me n' my bitch Me n' my wrist slapped around my bare skin Come risk it Dare niggas to run up on us All wit some future shit, I got bullets that turn corners Like--Errr.. still up on ya Cause mah hammers got scanners That'll make ya hit the Down Down like Country Grammar Got clips that'll like dirty y'up in em I wear size 34 dirty denim N' I'll dirty ya' denim Hit ya wit the slow flow Like Nat King Cole Even though I spit hazard rappin' Fasta' than a rapper's eva seen You pass it while they grab it Prob'ly got it but don't have it Rippin' fake styles since ya promos C'mon, homo! Dawg I rope a dolo Yo' styles so so def Like Jermaine I got bats Would(Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo! (Yeah yeah yeah!) (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night (Uh)) Yeah! (Call the fire department,)Yeah Yeah! (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)Yeah Yeah Yeah! (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight) Yeah Yeah Yeah! C'mon! Woo! Woo! (It's on fire t'night(Uh)) Yeah! Uh! (Call the fire department)Yeah Yeah! (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)Yeah Yeah Yeah! (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight)Yo Yo Yo, how the fuck ya think y'all boots niggas cells Ya cell's jus' like my two-way pager, low sale Ya'll, fuck a cell phone! I've got a NYNEX That'll reach out n' touch ya nigga back spineless (Yeah uh, C'mon man!) I fill these streets wit more cracks on the ground Than cracks on the growl E pills is for da crackheads down Down keep ya crackin' a smile While ya police tryin' to crack down on crack viles(Uh) Ya'll can't stop that nigga Drag(Uh) That's born a crack child(Uh) Crack toes, I crack ya' back Kids that look up to me Life ain't what it's cracked up to be But ya neva' catch me leavin' n' bitchin' I jus' keep da stashed box under reachable distance Like right here Gonna lift you like right there Run about yo night air Should've had the straps on Fuckin' with da dash-on(Flame On!) Gonna give a honey hard dash Gimme ya cash(Flame On! Yeah... yeah!) Whut, uh? (Y-y-y-y-yo!) Uh uh (Woo!) Yeah Yeah! (It's on fire t'night(Uh)) (Yeah!) (Call the fire department)(Yeah Yeah!) (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah! What? (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night(Yeah,)) C'mon! (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight(Aw yeah, Woo!)) Whut, uh? (It's on fire t'night)C'mon! (Yeah!) (Call the fire department)(Uh Uh!) (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night) (Yeah!)C'mon!(Nigga!) (Uh! Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight) (Aw yeah!) Nigga! (It's on fire t'night(Uh)) (Yeah!) (Call the fire department)(Yeah Yeah!) (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah! Uh uh (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night(Yeah,Uh,Yeah!)) (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight(Aw yeah!)) Ya'll say I'm skinny like a cue-tip But I stay wit bitches like Janet Jackson Like cutey n' bitchin' I've got a bad mommie Hittin' ass niggas I've got a black tommy Cook yo skin like salami 'Cause ya niggas talk baloney N' prob'ly swanned out I tell a guard to pull a maf out n' smack ya mouth Type da get out my TT and be outtie N' throw the mass bout Ski in the hockey n' pee in yo' lobby See, it aint nuttin but Drag but can route To the point I gotta throw my pants out I've got t' shake da ants out Loins, bees in my sleeves, with that can out And I aint gon' throw em I gon' walk up on em n' hand em out Slight trick, I keep my bitch in Philly But ya niggas came to feel me Down n' dane in a frenzy N' a TT for yo billy Ya niggas betta come out n' hit me Cause I'ma drop top, naw niggas don't pop it Down ya niggas can't stop it, so stop it (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night) Uh (Call the fire department)Yeah, Yeah (Yeah!)( it's gettin' hot t'night)Uh! (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night (Uh Yeah!)) C'mon! (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight) (Aw yeah, Woo!))Whut? (Uh!) (Woo woo!) (It's on fire t'night)(C'mon!) (Call the fire department)(Uh) (It's gettin' hot t'night)(Yeah!) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)(Uh! Yeah!) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night tonight) (Woooo!) (Drag, Dash, On) (Flame, Flame, On) (Ryde or, Die, Records) (Ruff, Ryder, Records) (Bounce!) (It's on fire t'night)Yeah(Uh) Yeah (Call the fire department)(Oh...) (It's gettin' hot t'night)(...My, Uh!) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)(Uh! Yeah!) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night tonight)(N' you nigga) (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah) (Call the fire department,(Flame, Flame, On) (It's gettin' hot t'night) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)(Drag, Dash, On) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night tonight)(Flame, Dash, On) (Woo, Woo) (It's on fire t'night (Woo, woo, woo)) (Call the fire department,(woo, woo, woo) it's gettin' hot t'night) (Woo, woo, woo) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night) (Woo, woo, woo) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night tonight) (Woo, woo, woo) (It's on fire t'night) (Call the fire department,(Yeah) it's gettin' hot t'night) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night tonight) (Wooooo!)

 

Vertaling

[Drag-on (Swizz)] (Uh) Yeah, Yeah! Swizz! (Drag dash On) Yo, waar zijn we? (Uh) No shit, Double R niggas (Uh) Ya know who dis is (Geen shit) Yo! Terug ! Yo! (Yeah!) Die slanke jongen, lichte grijns, ijs rechtse versterking Als de zoon hier nigga de bliksem inslaat N' cause light wind My cue is only with' two Me n' my nigga Me n' my bitch Me n' my wrist slapped around my bare skin Come risk it Dare niggas to run up on us Allemaal met wat toekomst shit, Ik heb kogels die bochten omdraaien Like--Errr.. still up on ya Cause mah hammers got scanners That'll make ya hit the Down Down like Country Grammar Got clips that'll like dirty y'up in em Ik draag maat 34 dirty denim N' I'll dirty ya' denim Hit ya with the slow flow Like Nat King Cole Ook al spit ik hazard rappin' Fasta' than a rapper's eva seen You pass it while they grab it Waarschijnlijk heb je het maar heb je het niet Rippin' fake styles since ya promos Kom op, homo! Dawg I rope a dolo Yo' styles so so so def Net als Jermaine heb ik vleermuizen Would (Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo! (Yeah yeah yeah!) (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night (Uh)) Yeah! (Bel de brandweer,) Yeah Yeah! Het wordt heet vannacht. Ja! Al mijn schurken in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht. Ja, ja, ja! (Gettin 'th-th-this mother fucker all night tonight) Yeah Yeah Yeah! Komaan! Woo! Woo! (It's on fire t'night.) Yeah! Uh! (Bel de brandweer) Yeah Yeah! (Het wordt heet vannacht) Yeah! (Al mijn misdadigers in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht) Yeah Yeah Yeah! (Gettin 'th-th-this mother fucker all night)Yo Yo Yo, hoe de fuck denk je dat jullie nikkers cellen Jullie mobieltje is net als mijn twee-weg pager, lage verkoop. Jullie, fuck een mobieltje! Ik heb een NYNEX That'll reach out n' touch ya nigga back spineless (Yeah uh, C'mon man!) Ik vul deze straten met meer scheuren op de grond Than cracks on the growl E pills is for da crackheads down Down keep ya crackin' a smile While ya police tryin' to crack viles (Uh) Ya'll can't stop that nigga Drag That's born a crack child Crack tenen, ik crack ya' back Kinderen die naar me opkijken Life ain't what it's cracked up to be Maar je zult me nooit zien weggaan en bitchin'. I jus' keep da stashed box under reachable distance Zoals hier Gonna lift you like right there Run about yo night air Should've had the straps on Fuckin' with da dash-on (Flame On!) Gonna give a honey hard dash Gimme ya cash. (Flame On! Yeah... yeah!) Wat, uh? (Y-y-y-y-yo!) Uh uh (Woo!) Yeah Yeah! (It's on fire t'night (Uh)) (Yeah!) (Bel de brandweer)(Yeah Yeah!) (It's gettin' hot t'night) (Yeah!) Wat? Al mijn schurken in de cellen krijgen het warm vannacht. Ja. Kom op. (Gettin 'th-th-this mother fucker all night.) Aw yeah, Woo!) Whut, uh? (Het staat in brand vannacht) Kom op! (Yeah!) (Bel de brandweer) (Uh Uh!) (Het wordt heet vannacht) Yeah! Al mijn schurken in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht. Ja! Kom op! Neger! (Uh! Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night) (Aw yeah!) Neger! (It's on fire t'night) (Uh)) (Yeah!) (Bel de brandweer)(Yeah Yeah!) Het wordt heet vannacht. Ja! Uh uh (Al mijn schurken in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht))(Yeah,Uh,Yeah!) (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night.) Aw yeah!) Ya'll say I'm skinny like a cue-tip But I stay witches like Janet Jackson Like cutey n' bitchin' I've got a bad mommie Hittin' ass niggas I've got a black tommy Cook yo skin like salami 'Cause ya niggas talk baloney N' prob'ly swanned out Ik zeg tegen een bewaker dat hij een maf moet trekken en je op je bek moet slaan. Type da get out my TT and be outtie En gooi de massa in het rond. Ski in de hockey en plas in je lobby. Zie je, het is niets anders dan slepen maar kan route Tot het punt dat ik mijn broek uit moet doen I've got t' shake da ants out Lendenen, bijen in mijn mouwen, met dat blikje uit En ik ga ze niet gooien Ik loop op ze af en deel ze uit. Lichte truc, ik hou mijn teef in Philly But ya niggas came to feel me Down n' Dane in a frenzy N' a TT for yo billy Ya niggas betta come out n' hit me Cause I'ma drop top, naw niggas don't pop it Down ya niggas can't stop it, so stop it (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night) Uh (Bel de brandweer) Yeah, Yeah (Yeah!) (it's gettin' hot t'night) Uh! (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night (Uh Yeah!)) Kom op. (Gettin' th-th-this mother fucker all night) Wat? (Uh!) (Woo woo!) (Het staat in brand vannacht) (Kom op!) (Bel de brandweer) (Uh) (It's gettin' hot t'night)(Yeah!) Al mijn schurken in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht. Ja. (Gettin 'th-th-this motherfucker all night) (Woooo!) (Sleep, Dash, op) (Flame, Flame, On) (Ryde or, Die, Records) (Ruff, Ryder, Records) (Bounce!) (It's on fire t'night) Yeah (Uh) Yeah (Call the fire department)(Oh...) Het wordt heet vannacht... (Al mijn misdadigers in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht)(Uh! Yeah!) (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night) (N' you nigga) (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah) (Bel de brandweer, (Flame, Flame, On)) (It's gettin' hot t'night) Al mijn misdadigers in de cellen krijgen het warm vannacht. Sleep, Dash, aan. (Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night) (Flame, Dash, On) (Woo, Woo) (It's on fire t'night (Woo, woo, woo)) (Bel de brandweer, (Woo, woo, woo) het wordt heet vannacht) (Woo, woo, woo) (Al mijn schurken in de cellen gettin 'rechts t'nacht) (Woo, woo, woo) (Gettin 'th-th-this motherfucker all night) (Woo, woo, woo) (It's on fire t'night) (Bel de brandweer, (Ja) het wordt heet vannacht) (Al mijn misdadigers in de cellen krijgen het goed vannacht) Gettin' th-th-this motherfucker all night (Wooooo!)