100 Sheisty's Lyrics - Drag On

[Sugar J] 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo 

Check me out, yo 

This is J 'Sug', yo 

I know you been around the world, man 

I don't fuck wit' the sheisty niggas 

I don't fuck wit' the sheisty hoes 

I done did it all, nigga 

[Loon] 

Yo, what would make a scared man pull a trigga'? 

The same thing that make a scared man act bigga' 

The same thing that make me grab my tec and empty quicker 

Adrenaline rush, on the hush 

You will die fuckin' wit' us 

Vacant lot is my home and In my team I trust 

So don't talk about them things if yo' things don't bust 

I knew a guy like you, his name was Filipe 

Had me on 3-way with the D.A. 

Tryin' to find out where we stay 

So on my 24th b-day I'm locked up in V.A. 

He don't know my guns turn commotion to slow motion 

Then from slow motion to no motion 

Run up in the place he hip hoppin' 

Spit shots in, clip droppin', if I get caught, get Cochran 

And give Pedro my pesos so he don't snitch while I lay low 

For 'bout a week or two 

Come back like peek-a-boo, you see me, I see you 

And if you talk, you be in ICU 

[Cardan] 

Yo, yo, this Cardan 

I know you know a hundred brotha's that sheisty 

Like I know a hundred brotha's that's real 

But I think it's time you know how we chill 

[Meeno] 

1 - I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me 

Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey 

For every thousand that love me 

A hundred don't like me 

So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty? 

[Drag-On] 

We the niggas wit' the homicides 

And got niggas the most traumatized 

And how they actually sat there and watched they mama die 

But don't worry about it, you second 

Just had to get her first 

'cause she was the one that gave birth 

And we can't have no more dirt in the earth 

I hate to be the last nigga to turn off your lights 

Without usin' a switch, and throw you in a ditch 

Ya body don't fit, 'cause niggas could still see ya kicks 

So do you really wanna take that risk? 

So unball ya fists 'cause I'm always a step ahead of ya'll 

You ball ya fists, I cock back 

You take a swing and you got that 

And that's what they gon' mop at 

This gun is from a foreign land 

I don't know why it got it in my hand 

And I'm gonna get off every penny 

I don't care if its automatic or semi 

If I payed 300 flat, that means I'mma send a hundred cats back 

If 300 attack, but it don't hafta be an exact 

I'm gonna get the gatts and get 'em all in one house, and run out 

And sprinkle some on the grass, and spit on it 

And come back to a pile of ash 

Repeat 1 

[Meeno] 

Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty, a hundred and quicker 

We strap up inside the 18-wheeler 

A drug dealer with cold cash, but so as 

To get his stash would be no task with no mess 

Love to get you hot and blast, than fast 

My infared beam is on yo' ass, my team is on yo' ass 

Plot and schemin' on yo' ass 

That bitch you came wit' stay screamin' on her ass 

Put three on her ass 'cause nigga, we love the cash 

Harlem World niggas got G's in the stash 

No questions asked, time will tell, Heaven or hell 

You don't wanna be the nigga who be catchin' the shell 

Meeno, and then I be, be the team to prevail 

So when you pray, tell Jesus how you wanna be helped 

MuthaFucka!!!! 

Rock-a-bye baby [repeated til end] 

Repeat 1 until fade