C'mon
The Dragons Lyrics

When y'all niggas run on my block You gon get it
If anyone tries to trespass on my territory, they will face the consequences.

And that bitch you tryin to pop (I done hit that) I done hit it
I have already had sexual relations with the woman you're pursuing.

You still tryin to find my style? You gon get lost
If you're attempting to imitate my unique style, you'll never succeed and only find yourself confused.

And those that think they can touch Gon get taught
Anyone who believes they can challenge or harm me will be taught a lesson they won't forget.

Sure we can flow till my gun Had to go off (blahhh)
We can engage in a rap battle until the point where I have to resort to violence and discharge my firearm.

I do a hundred in the wind On the turnpike All you hear is we-we-ween That's a dirt bike
I ride at high speeds on the highway, and all you can hear is the roaring sound of my dirt bike engine.

And you can put em up or shut em up Cuz when we get em up we hit em up
You can either raise your fists to fight or keep quiet, because once we engage, we strike hard and relentlessly.

Hoes ain't good enough My fire's gonna make dust
I have no interest in mediocre women; my extraordinary talent will overshadow them.

Now who the one do the talkin? (who dat?) Y'all niggas gonna split a coffin
Who's the one talking now? You all will end up in separate coffins as a result of your actions.

You can call that 50/50 Break it down to the nitty-gritty (uh-huh)
We can split the resources evenly, breaking it down to the smallest details and ensuring fairness.

Now what you see is Whatcha gon get That's .58, dead weight, chrome straight, your face
What you observe is exactly what you'll receive: a .58 caliber bullet, heavy and deadly, with a chrome finish, headed towards your face.

Now let me see ya get em up Bob and weave back
Show me your fighting stance, bobbing and weaving to dodge incoming attacks.

Since when, a nigga be through his pack? Now when it come down to my shit Betta leave that
When did someone go through their belongings so quickly? Now, when it involves my possessions, it's best to leave them alone.

When niggas be drownin They look smaller
When people are struggling or facing difficulties, they appear less significant or powerful.

I don't give a fuck what they might call ya It can be Moe or Cristal I'll pour ya
I don't care about your name or reputation, whether you're called Moe or Cristal, I'll still use and manipulate you however I want.

I'm done with the hype shit I keep a tight grip (my gun) But only then (what's that?) A bullet might slip
I am no longer interested in the superficial and exaggerated things; I maintain control and hold onto my gun tightly, but there's always a chance for a bullet to accidentally discharge.

Growin up in these here streets Is gritty We don't do a lot of talkin In this city
Growing up in these rough streets is tough and harsh; we don't waste much time on empty words in this city.

It's down to pap pap pap No pity (my gun) Then woo-woo woo-woo (police) Go sirens
It comes down to the sound of gunshots without any mercy; then, the police sirens start wailing.

While Drag-dash-On Is hidin Cuz we don't do a lot of runnin I keep firin
While Drag-On is in hiding, it's because we don't engage in much fleeing or retreat; I continue to shoot my gun.

And as long as they payin A few's dyin
As long as someone is willing to pay, there will be casualties and deaths.

I don't care if it's plastic or iron It's like the money in my pocket I'll fold ya
Whether it's a plastic or iron weapon, I don't discriminate; I'll defeat and conquer anyone who stands in my way, just like handling and folding money in my pocket.

And if your niggas ain't tell you I shoulda told ya
If your friends haven't warned you, then I'll make it clear to you myself.

Your hoe don't wanna be mine? Better save your daughter
If your woman doesn't want to be with you anymore, then you should protect your own daughter from facing the same fate.

Your coke compared to mine Is baking soda
In comparison to my high-quality cocaine, what you possess is nothing more than ordinary baking soda.

Y'all niggas want a war? Better send yo' soldiers My life is on the line For the New World Order
If you desire a conflict, you better bring your best soldiers, because I am prepared to risk my life for the cause of the New World Order.

Soon I'm gonna flow over (Like what?) Like water (C'mon)
In the near future, my rapping will overflow effortlessly, just like the smooth and continuous flow of water.

I'm done with the hype shit I keep a tight grip (my gun) But only then (what's that?) A bullet might slip
I am no longer interested in the superficial and exaggerated things; I maintain control and hold onto my gun tightly, but there's always a chance for a bullet to accidentally discharge.

When my niggas swing this sawed off Get ya shit blown off (uh-huh)
When my companions wield this sawed-off shotgun, prepare to have your entire being obliterated.

Cuz if y'all niggas looking for a fist fight Shit, well not tonight
If you're seeking a physical altercation, sorry, but it's not happening tonight.

Cuz when we swing them things (lights out) You gon see the light
Because when we brandish those weapons, your world will go dark, and all you'll see is death.

I don't care if it's heaven or hell They won't bite
Regardless of whether someone is threatening me with heaven or hell, their words or actions won't intimidate me.

Y'all niggas got beef with Drag-On? C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
If you have a problem or conflict with Drag-On, then come and face me, without hesitation.

Y'all niggas is gettin too close Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
You all are encroaching on my personal space, so take a step back, physically and figuratively.

Y'all niggas gonna make my gun go Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka!!
Your actions are provoking me to use my gun, resulting in the sound of gunfire - blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka!!

Ruff Ryder gonna make sure y'all don't Come back
As part of the Ruff Ryder crew, we will ensure that you never return or pose a threat again.

The only nigga that's allowed to come back Is a nigga that smoke the crack
The only person permitted to return is someone who uses drugs, specifically crack cocaine.

And when it come down to our G-stacks We want that
When it comes to our stacks of money, we expect to collect and keep them intact.

Now let me see you count that (my money) We don't want no ones back (my money)
Now show me as you count that money; we don't want any one-dollar bills in return.

Them tens and twenties Is how I like to see my money
I prefer my money in the form of ten and twenty-dollar bills.

And I'ma run like I'm on hot sand (hot sand) With my shoes off (hot shit)
I'll run swiftly, as if on scorching hot sand, even without my shoes on.

Make sure nobody make a move Till the crew's off
Ensure that nobody takes any action until the entire crew is out of harm's way.

And I mean this game I wins And you lost
I am victorious in this game, and you are the unmistakable loser.

And the only way they gonna catch me Is on the cover of the new Source
The only way they will catch me is if I appear on the cover of the popular hip-hop magazine, The Source.

C'mon C'mon
Come on, let's go! It's time to take action.