Drag-on - World's Greatest lyrics

[Hook: Swizz Beatz] It's the world's greatest (Ruff Ryders) Make you throw your bike's up Make you rep your hood, now scream Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh [Verse 1: Murda Mook] I think I'm getting why these motherf**ers hate me Cause I've been putting pressure on everything lately And I'm here pressure bust pipes kinda easy With that being said I apologize to BP But to the rest of y'all it's no courtesy I'm not a nest so won't none of y'all burden me Next generation of the double R lights up I'm the next n***a that's gon' make 'em throw they bikes up I literally had millions watching me On stage turning dudes to a mockery Yeah they copy me with no cash These n***as is chickens in beef Steady talking bout they go ham You confused, you meat lover I got Swizz feeling like Dre when he made Deep Cover I'm the next Double R meal ticket Made like a deck of cards n***a, deal with it [Hook] [Verse 2: Drag On] My flow dope like the methadone clinic Pull on the Phantom when you see a don in it Glove box you might see the Quran in it Underneath the firearm, am I wrong with it? I drop the roof to be captured by the sun Relay my bars and remastered every one n***a's wondering where the f** Drag at I'm on Twitter hitting everybody back Drag to the dash, I ain't back to claim sh** I still got the same crown I first came with If I had to do it all again, I wouldn't change sh** Now I'ma shine when the rain get thick n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Sheek Louch] All the pretty girls go round the outside Porsche or the Range Rover, meet me in the ride Windows all jet black you ain't gotta hide Donnie, Razor Ramone, Bobby Backlund This my throne cranberry silver patron, they love me Hat back like I'm 15 face clean Nice blue jeans sitting on the Louie I used to run base and I don't mean ??? A long way from Dr Jays and Conways I still like hoodrats, some Beyonces Pop off you ain't ever seen AK's Top down, Eddie Levert and the O'Jays Donnie k**ing that UFO It took a little while but Donnie gon' blow Hater's seen Sheek nope, Donnie on the go Might as well call me bu*ter cause Donnie on a roll [Hook] [Verse 4: Jadakiss] Ayo, personally I think I'm underrated if nothing else Ask around, they'll tell you Jada is something else Motherf** who they know It's the kid with the diesel bars and […]flow It's a couple dudes I ain't got rid of yet But it ain't no rush, n***as is bu*t like the back of the cigarette Holla when it's time for the blood to get spilled I only negotiate for thugs to get k**ed Hustler, artist, CEO On the low blowing strawberry Kiwi dro Sling cane til they cut off my hands, other than that I'ma spit pain til they cut off my glands Got work all over the stove, getting money all over the globe In the Range all over the road Cribs and the whips is lavish Double R mob life, Kiss a savage [Hook] [Verse 5: Styles P] You know me, playing 'Kiss and Ne-Yo with your b**h Or she can call time, run a trio on your b**h Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he ain't gonna snitch f**ing with 3 bad n***as Telling your girlfriend to tea bag n***as She's wavy, we crazy ADHD, know where the weight be On the scale with the guns off safety Eyes hazy, money, mansion, Mercedes Surrounded by k**ers, OG's, crack babies Loading up the nine, dope stay a dime Two blunts in the Watson 749 Red wine avocado, salad with the lamb and Cilantro head honcho, rocking a poncho Way out in Mexico 10 for the bird let you place the decimal Turn your a** vegetable [Hook] [Verse 6: DMX] You the next n***a, well, I'm the X n***a Name still ringing bells so f** the rest n***a I do this sh** for real, y'all n***as is acting I'm old school like Andre the giant and Bob Backlund Cats ain't never been able to ever f** with the dog, whatever the weather I come through, n***as bow down like m**ms praying I'm just trying to understand what these fools are saying Don't make me, somebody better take me outta here This is what it came down to, f** outta here Cats gotta fear a n***a like me I come through in beast mode from New York to AZ b**h you f**ing crazy, thinking Dog ain't got it Dog gon' hit it, as soon as soon as dog spot it I'ma scratch to the d**h, till there's half of 'em left I'm the last of 'em left, till the last of my breath [Hook]