You Was Wrong Big Pun (Ft. Drag-On, Fat Joe & Remy Ma)

[Intro: Drag-On]
What? TS, nigga
Y'all don't know?

[Bridge: Drag-On]
Ayo, its on, I see how niggas didn't learn
You was wrong, thought the fire didn't burn
Yo, it's on, me and Pun ain't from the Bronx
You was wrong, nigga we can get it on

[Verse 1: Drag-On]
Ayyo, guns we toss 'em, and bodies we auction
To his family we tell 'em he owed us a fortune
Gimme forty-thou, you can have your child
You don't know what I had to go through to clap this clown
Check my background, the last nigga to see you bleed
The last nigga to see you breathe
The last nigga you wish you shoulda believed
And Drag move quick, blend right in the wall like a brick
The only thing you see before I blow off ya shit is my wrist
'Cuz my hand the gun is covered in, not this range
When I pump this pistol, it's very rare I miss
It's damn near on your lips
Y'all keep talkin' like y'all Teflon with no weap-ons
Nigga, I'm pumpin' my raw, I ain't thuggin' no more
Nowadays, niggas run upstairs, open they drawer
My circumstance, you ain't got that chance
Mines in my draw, you get it?
That means y'all walks for two dicks, so don't be stupid
And make me use one, unless you not a bitch