RETURN OF DA DRAGON

hustlin with the hammer, grindin with the gat, youll never hear a pop it goes Bratatattatat. bladadada they all talk but no action im the type to break them down then divide em into fractions one plus one is two and 2 plus 2 is four if task force knocking we dont open up the door the politics are plain we like to keep em simple if fools get in the way we just pop em like a pimple we pull our own weight and hold our own mud shorty there jockin cuz she lookin for a thug snuggled up and cupcaked cuffed to the bed scope on the rifle with the beam on your head posted in the chat peepin all the creepy freaks fresh pair of socks with the coke white sneaks i speak with authority senority is shown clownin my opponents cuz they copy cat and clone