Opposite Of H20

[verse 1]
Yo this nigga drag-on burn niggas, flame niggas, potch niggas
Sautee niggas, skin scorch niggas
You could be any complexion, black, caucasian
We spit razors in kiloid faces
Like ear to ear, eye to eye, lights out
Cross the throat, couldn't say you gave her mouth to mouth
Better keep your teeth togehther cuz when we put our heat togehther
We tie em up with they vest and hit em up all in they chest
We stack ones, trick on bitches, fuckin bitches
Leavin bitches, don't have no problem buckin bitches
I kill a chick steal from my crib
Right in front of her child, with no feel for the kid
Gon kill that bitch
Not now, but right now, go 'head nigga, do it!
Blau! all up in her nightgown
Feed the crib, fed description, kid wit no meat on his rib
But keep the heat by it, so when y'all creep keep quiet

Hook: jadakiss
You can stand the fuck up if you fire your gun nigga
But sit the fuck down you aint firin one nigga
Yeah we set fire in cribs, and fire in whips
Y'all niggas use the fire when you cookin your bricks
Other niggas use the fire when they lightin they spliff
I want my tires on fire when i'm pushin a whip
I put my block on fire with the product i sell
It's the opposite of h2o, hotter than hell

[verse 2]
While y'all niggas pop the mo', i inhale smoke out the optimo
Choke, hydro til it's time to go
Cheeba my smoke, i plays ping pong
If y'all hooked on phonics, that mean here's ten buy your own chronic
We buy cars, 4, dot after it, get gas in it
Go fasten it, then crash in it
Me and jadakiss, truck kiddin with the chip
Burnin up and make em..., sorry officers i only got my permit
To the fake cats, who shank niggas, break bats
Stay 'woke, cuz make hats, take naps
Put him to sleep faster than a needle
I come with four niggas stuffed in the beetle
With some bats and beat you
You a bad bitch i had to meet you, had to pop it
Bounce, before i fuck broads i unlock it
And back to the block to check the spot quick
We snatch niggas reups and hit em for they bodies
Tell em keep the profits

Hook

[verse 3]
Yo, first it's drag, dash, on
Then it's the cash, fuck it all i've been in cabs
Not alone, but with the mask, with the heat
Drop me on 42nd street, quickly
With the crackers, tell em pack it, out they pockets
Hurry up, all this walkin around i'm gonna stop it
This gun i'm gonna pop it
Cuz at this time 12 pm my gun is all you might be seein
If you sight seein
You might be in, a hearse, then casket, then church
Then you aten(eaten) by the maggots
Fuck you hatin bastards
It's over for y'all niggas once drag take his mask then
Y'all know it's straight platinum
Earth, wind, water, the 4th yo, is the opposite of h2o
That's one of the elements i use to melt the mic
Ryde or die, well we gon ruff ryde and keep the family tight

Hook

Uhh, yeah, uhh
Drag-on, e-v-e
Bronx style q, uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh
Yeah, what, yeah, yo , yo

[drag-on]
I'ma pop them guns, hit them niggas up
Switch that buggy drag, get that bigger truck
Watch drag split a nigga like he split his dutch
And if y'all love him much let me see y'all dig him up
Cop that benz then dip them rims
Wait till money leave then tell her hop right in
See the buggy no tense see something
Beats thumping pump stuff in the trunk and
If worse come to worse i'm gone and for good
So first things first get my moms out the hood
Front when you see the face, and you see me everyday
That's okay drag brought too many bullets anyway
Look y'all the sunday, that means its football
While when i picked the gunplay, y'all niggas picked the runnin play
All you do is run in late, double r last long
E to the v e with the drag to the dash on

Chorus 2x: p killer trackz
Here we go, doin our thing again
Climbin them charts again
Stoppin your flow... (y'all niggas isn't makin no money)

[eve]
Yo shorty flip this game, bitches aint the same
Surface ride or die, now you never hear they name
Cuz e-v-e got it locked down tight
Bitches ball, watch em fall, made it mine for life
Killin it with drag-on i mean dash on
Y'all niggas complain while we get this cash on
Get our blast on and mash on anyone tryin
Too late luck turned bad you left dyin
And i got no fear, fuck it don't care
Know my niggas then you know that we gon blast in the air
Weak shots, not, change you for block
Stop game no pain down from the dock
Take out who, invincible crew
Got niggas that don't even hang with us with tattoos
Most influential, nigga please who sent you
Smells like enemy, take you out it's essential

Chorus 2x

[drag-on]
Yo, yo, i got bullets to give to ya
And a fast way to send em to ya
You might not be able to live with that or give it back
Hold it for now, ayo eve i'm holdin you down
Cuz they know our pockets is swollen now, it's over for the clowns

[eve]
Ayo crazy if they think we, lazy got the bankin
Us all stop that, maybe leave em stankin
Bitch of the litter and, how you gon rid of her
Never shy, speak to the public after we hit em up

[drag-on]
Drag'll come through your town, sunroof down
Guns is packed with rounds, drag aint stupid now
I'm smart, but y'all can get the dumb dumbs in a lump sum
Cuz you know they all come when run come

[eve]
Ayo ride shotgun crowds scream how come
Cops lay chest plate blown outcome
How you gon try snatch our fame without none
Muzzled mouth lights knocked out we 'bout done

Chorus 4x

Yeah, opposite of h2o y'know

Whats it all about
Whats it all about
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 1:
Its about drag copping the bank or copping the range
Laid up some where i ain't gotta be poppin them thangs
Cuz i already got the cash
So who would ever think you'll see drag without his mask
Waitin for a vic to past
Its about drag off the strip out the orphanage
Of course this is same kid
Coughin off the nics
What you see something different
All i keeps different is my woman no kids so a nigga chilling
Stay peeling, what are you kiddin money stacked to the ceiling
Chicks wit a frown see my rims spinning grinning
Fiends on the block
Still see my cane'll cop
Cause traffic on the block
Red, yellow, green top
While i'm bumping at the light in a mean drop
Turn it down cops coming burn the rubber now
Grimy nigga just wanna see the better thang
See what this cheddar bring
And listen to my niggas sing

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 2:
Its about what coke to flip what chick to hit
What bus to split
While y'all worry who whips the sick
Shit, i'm a trump type
Gimme a denali and i'm happy
Wit something sitting in the seat sassy
And for me wouldn't mind getting her knees ashy
And for beef first on to get the heat to pass me
And its not about you acting like you god
Cuz i find that mighty hard
If you walking wit a bodyguard
Y'all cats is like ice when y'all stepping out ya rols
Y'all see me in my over dressed clothes its like y'all froze
Listen, i swear i won't take the white gold
Strictly platinum, i mean thats what y'all said was happening
Like when y'all talk about ya rolie
And how its shining
But when drag get it consider it bad timing
This is drag rhyming, okay
I only paid attention to what big said
For now its what my nigs say

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 3:
Its about ruff ryders staying number one in the charts
We don't pop much crys but we pop a lotta clips
We gone stay street thats where gotta eat
Y'all see us thirty deep motorcycles murda weeks
We make throttle sounds till they track us down
Than pop wheelies till our back touch ground
People on the side say "here go the action now"
What you talking bout we don't do no crashing now
We be in and out catch you back at the spot
Tank top, bike hop, bank stop
Block hot still got knock from last week shots
But y'all know drag never cry to the cops
That just give fiends time to detox
Long as i got air in my lungs i'm a blow out my ops
I'm a ruff ryde till enough fry
I'm stronger than mudslides
I'm fire, so can't nobody touch i

Whats it all about
Whats it all about

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Na na na na na (what what)
Na na na na na (party people)
Na na na na naaaa
Na na na na naaaa (say it, say it)
Na na na na na (party people)
Na na na na na (say it, say it)
Na na na na naaaa (party people)
Na na na na naaaa (party people)

Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (drag-on)
Whats it all about (flame on)

[verse 1]
I make my block move like earthquakes, they call me sandman
Cuz while i smoke this up, i got coke to cut
Leavin niggas so doped up, they chokin off they throw up
Can't even see straight, leanin like they need v8
Nigga call a g eighth, jail i can't see me in
A year's too long it's only shorter you got three in
I run with niggas on the run from 25
Y'all only heard me for 18 months, already i wanna spray shit up
Keep braggin about your cars i'ma see drama before it happens
When i roll up hard, you wonder what the fuck cab i'm in
Cuz i can pop up and peel back and all i can promise is peel caps
With holes, like the bullets was damn near pose
I see your lex duped out, your sunroof's out
Now look at me droppin three in your dome two to your mouth
Leave a nigga head blowin his horn, with his signals on
Don't lie before a snitch call cops i'm fall blocks
See i spit hard cuz i know that's what y'all want
Y'all aint said it first, i'm droppin with a odor out my trunk
Now what the hell is that, you smell that?
All you see is a shoelace teared up from the back
Like i'm fishtailin a ac
And who i sound like? c'mon dog my voice drown mics
But nigga don't compare, stop talkin and come here
You know where i be at, bx and nigga bring that
I already got mine, the only difference i pop mine nigga

Hook: styles paniro
Ruff ryder nigga, carry the pound
Get engaged with these bullets, then marry the ground
Drag dash on the fire is real
We don't talk about guns, we will pop our steel
You don't sound like us, get down like us
Make a nigga mom frown like us, we ruff ryde
Til i say enough died, i'ma still bust mine
Finished with the pound, then i'm startin with the nine

[verse 2]
I don't sound close to niggas, niggas runnin around
Rollercoasting niggas, i make post of niggas
When i put the toast to niggas
Let me see y'all niggas run, cuz when i tote float niggas
And deep throat niggas
Spit flame, drop of a dime, drop of a quarter
I'm the real reason why niggas rush the border
They dont plea 'bout they freedom, they just wanna see him
So i can speak words to tease em, and mislead em
To have 'em smuggle me guns, smuggle me drugs
Fuckin with thugs, cuttin niggas up just out of love
Drag buy guns in new york, hell naw!
I got cubans send me cuban cigars for these bars
So fuck y'all cuz all i could tell y'all the rest is no tax
I'm fire so y'all could never be no macks
Last nigga touched that couldn't get his skin back
Came in in all white, left out in all black
When i pop mine, my bullets ignore stop signs
So when you feel a burnin sensation, know it's clock time
You know like 2 to 6, or 3 to 9
9 to 12 and under that, aint nothin but shells
Pick em up, throw em right at myself
Tell a kid this is for every bad month that daddy sent to hell
Those that wanna be like, shoulda just been mike
And when you see me in the streets, we could do it like nike

Hook

[drag-on]
Uh, let's go
Whoo! drag-on baby

[dmx]
Come on

1 ?[dmx]
My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me
My niggas is the niggas gettin' high with me
My niggas is the niggas that'll die with me
And we can get it on

Repeat 1

[drag-on]
Many niggas wanna see the dog nigga bite
But this nigga drag strike a light
Fuck fire mics, my fire burn the wire
Cause we the niggas that plug
Wrap 'em in the rug
Flames mini blowing on my hands like dust
Chicks wanna slurp?
Ya guaranteed i'mma make 'em burp
Just push your teeth to the curve
And hum a word
Some nerve, cats think they can touch the torch
You don't know about my gun just for me to toss
Fuck with the cars
I don't care what kind of drop ya pushin'
I put my fifteen through your top and dump bullets
Yeah i see y'all cowards like to wear vests
Well i'mma aim a little higher like for you neck
I puff lye, i'mma lift blunts till my arm look like popeye
Till the day is bye-bye
Till then 300g fly by rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin' at your rolley at dem hot shows
So go ahead boy get drunk, pop that mo
Until i pull ya to the side, see the nine kid?
And since you got that nice watch
You know what time it is
Cause drag's clock say 7:30
So sudden move you're going to be laying somewhere
Real dirty, dirty
Double r, a camp where it's all champs
And if y'all want to stop fire open up a vent

Repeat 1 (2x)

Bet'cha niggas always wonder
Why drag always spit fire?
Why y'all always pop shit?
About how i burn niggas till they chocolate
Cause i'm the opposite of h2o now ya know
Fix your wrinkled face, my iron press more than clothes
And girls i love 'em when i meet 'em
Might eat 'em
But when they act up, it's like turner tina
Don't me get the burner
Catch me in the low key pontiac sun sippin' coniac
Y'all know how that affects blacks
So you know i clash that
No way i'mma blow all these gats and crack stacks
I'mma lil' nigga so you know i run fast
But don't do much of it do a lot of gun busting
Cause when i let off a clip i get a kick
Outta seeing niggas run eyes open, hoping they don't trip
Ya hear the echoes blocks away
Type of bricklayers that hear shots today
And give your blocks away
Run up on papi hey drop the yay
And if he don't stall
This world be popped tomorrow
Drag-on speaks with a stutter but i rhyme well
So like a gay snitch it's hard to tell
Dirty, dirty niggas word
This is to my grimy, grimy niggas word
This is to my rr niggas, word
Yeah cause we double r niggas ya heard?
(come on)

Repeat 1 (6x)

Hook: dmx
Drag-on, niggas act on
Messin wit the team it's gon be a sad song
X, will bring the day and the night
Cuz we get it right, get it right, get it right, spit it right

[dmx]
Moves is made, niggas is paid, that's just how it is
When my time is up i'ma be out but i'ma try to live
I'm eatin day by day, aint nothin sweet about it
Act like you don't know what i'm sayin then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
Smokin yo' ass put two through the pilllow
Hear my shit through windows
Manic depressive and my head hurts
Soon as the dead thirst i'll whet him first
Now wait a minute it gets worse
I can't control what i own inside
So i take it out on the soul of that kid that died
Spit fire, cross niggas like barbecues
Mobbin crews, strippin niggas, robbin crews
And put him speechless, when i made him eat this
Hollow tip and you can follow grip
You be like kim and aint gon swallow shit
Don't know the half, couldn't know the math
To understand the wrath of a man split in half
But he got what he wanted, shot for three hundred
Shit is tight and a nigga that's right gots to run it
Aint no question, that's how i get down
Niggas know gimme yo' dough and yo' hoe, and here take these fo'
Hot things i got things that make niggas spin
Put niggas in the wind, where you never see niggas again
Bless a nigga with fifties the thin types
And a straight blast that'll put pinstripes across your windpipe

Hook 2x

[drag-on]
Drag opposite water more than a spot order
My flows cause fire then bring holes
Takes more than a pump to out this little punk
'less that pump is a twelve, and i get popped, still i burn to hell
Call the police and whatever they don't seize
And put in they mouth, and catch freeze, tell em throw drag some keys
Don't care how many oyeas i gotta make believe
If you nervous, you don't deserve it poppi please
Cats stealin gats y'all probably will get hit
Well i'm the future let's see y'all copy this, stopping this
Since a tiny kid like, "mommy buy me this"
Since she always told me no, started stealin on some grimy shit
Like look at that, now look at that slide it in my bookbag
I'm who, parents point they fingers at, "get from that hoodrat"
And put it back, fuck tough, while y'all cook crack
I'm cocaine, throw me in the pot, i rise to the top
With your 5.0, go 'head, look ma, i got four more pegs
Stil put them holes in yo' head, til it's mushy like dough bread
Cuz that vest only protects that chest
And if i decide to get ice, don't get to fascinated
Or it's my bullet, your brain, mashed potatoes
Double r got me comin hard on you haters
Cuz we the streets black and y'all belong beneath that

Hook 2x

[styles paniro]
Yo, yo i could keep my eyes closed, still reading the signs
Young niggas think they hungry then you feed em a nine
Might kidnap they ass start feedin em swine
So i don't feel bad when i gut em like a pig
Beat him down, stomp him out, cut him like he big
You hear the attitude i say fuck being humble
You act like a animal you stuck in the jungle
Niggas don't care if i'm poor or rich
So i don't care about these niggas and the law and shit
And i'll probably get shot for being a wild nigga
You'll probably get shot for being a foul nigga
Let's talk about slugs and the drugs we deal
Boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill
Real recognize real i aint sayin a word
Doin 80 in the m that means i'm stayin in third
With a bitch playin shottie ak in the third

[sheek louch]
Don't worry bout what i make worry 'bout can you escape
Cuz when i bust my guns bring more action than roll take
Nickel your hallway, i got aim from far
Y'all can't see me like the tints on the president's car
I know niggas don't like me and my friends wanna flip
That's why i'm on some extra all about sheek shit
Your money, sheek shit, your bitch, sheek shit
Only thing i'm gonna share is these bullets here
Bitch ass that's for frontin now don't say i never gave you nothin
I'm greedy, go head, don't say i never saved you somethin
Pack gun nigga but don't want no stack
I drink straight liquor til i forget where i'm at
I don't play no games nigga, drugs my 'cupation
In a building hustlin that's sheek's play station
Motherfuckers wanna ride by and ice grill
Change that to ice dick, show me motherfucker that you can kill

Hook: styles paniro
17 shots in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce
Everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a truck
36 o's in a key, everybody ree
Murder one felons with the glocks, 24 hours on the block
Bodies gettin dropped, 5000 niggas actin live
5000 niggas gotta die, everybody better ride

[jadakiss]
Y'all niggas better find out who's your man
It don't work in the hood you could fool your fans
Few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans
Then i show up at the wake and boo-hoo at your fam
If you like me you never'll fail
Live by the three rules you make it, or be dead or in jail
And i aint really got much but i'm up on cats
And kiss don't just spit i throw up on tracks
Double r now bitch you see the princess cut
I'm in a 2000 big boy the tense is up
Y'all niggas is soft, catch me with the semi
Underneath the fendi, sweater, skully, and scarf
Make sure you don't say nothing to jay
And keep your dirt, i don't smoke nothin but hays
I'ma do this the old way get it while i can get it
As much as i can get then i'ma go my own way

[drag-on]
Ayo i keep my guns like laundry
I dump a load, make niggas fold, watch em die, and let em drip dry
Gon spill pints from niggas, my rapid fire put niggas in black attire
Stuffed in the hearse, then dumped in the dirt
I live eternal, cuz if drag pass away
I'ma come back with wraps on my face, blastin an eighth
February 8th, that's the day
You better cop like it's crack, or get masking taped til you suffocate
Bitches, y'all gettin your feelings hurt
2000 i aint fuckin no more, i'm makin bitches jerk til i squirt
All my bitches work, like upside down from the poles
Lift that skirt, give this dick what it's worth
Double r, see the icicles on the chest
Hungry niggas come snatchin, i throw bullets run catch em
Ruff ryder scene drag the fire
But we could take it swingin them irons til the bangs is flyin

Hook 2x